J.D.: [v.o.] I know two things about bars. One, they're always packed the week of Thanksgiving. And two, put a beer in my hand and I'm Mr. Smooth.
Jennifer: I was laughing so hard, milk was coming out of my nose. [all laugh]
J.D.: Well, I once tripped over an IV and blood shot over everyone. [silence] A little got on my nose. Every damn day, saving those children.
Turk: Who wants margaritas?!
J.D.: Dude, less blood, more fruity drinks.