Howie: Mr. Swick, I want to commend you for not disclosing what you ingested before because, well, you were actually talking to my impostor.
Mr. Swick: I knew it.
Howie: And I'm impressed cause the differences are subtle. You see, his voice sounds like this. And my voice sounds like this.
Mr. Swick: I heard it.
Howie: Anyway, what don't you just tell me what you took before he comes back?
[later:]
Howie: I tricked his ass! Someone give me some!
Todd: Look, I came from home because I couldn't sleep. Howie, I've decided I am not comfortable with you giving high fives. Even when I'm not here.
Howie: But I just totally nailed a diagnosis.
Todd: The fact that I'm not making a tremendous sex joke right now about who or what I nailed tonight should tell you how serious I am.