Ben: Sorry there, giant '70s security guard guy. Cold out here, huh?
J.D.: Yes.
Ben: Yeah. You could hang a friggin' raincoat off my nipples. Left one at least. I mean, the right one's just a little shy.
J.D.: Sticking with the weird thing?
Ben: It works for me. Listen, you guys wouldn't be keeping me here if there wasn't something potentially wrong with me, would you?
J.D.: No, we wouldn't.
Ben: Hey, how come this guy is always following you in the pictures?
J.D.: Oh, my God.
Ben: Him. Hey, want to see the rest of the pictures I took today? Look at that one.
J.D.: These are good, man.