Keith: Elliot, I am not gonna tell you who messed up with Mrs. Best.
Elliot: Oh, no problem. I just wanted to grab a cup of coffee. Oh, and introduce you to my mom.
Lily Reid: Mom. That makes me sound so old. I had C-sections with all my kids, so everything is as it was down there.
Keith: Uh, very nice to meet you, Mrs. Reid.
Lily Reid: You and Elliot would have such cute babies. I keep telling her, she's only got about five more years to pop one out. Have you ever seen chubby Elliot?
Keith: Uh, no.
Lily Reid: Well, if you want to see it, just break up with her and wait a couple of weeks. When she's depressed, she hits a bag of Doritos like there's diamonds at the bottom.
Elliot: Love you too, Mom.
Lily Reid: [phone rings] Ah! That's your dad. [answers phone] How did you get this number?
Elliot: You like her? Because if you don't tell me which intern messed up, I'm going to beg her to move here.
Keith: She's just a little weird, Elliot. I can handle weird.
Lily Reid: [leans in and licks Keith's neck] I'm sorry. The light just hit you so perfectly, I had to have a taste.