J.D.: Look, Elliot, I-
Dr. Cox: Oh, damn. I missed the annual sleepover, didn't I? That wonderful time of year when you two crazy kids throw caution to the wind and make sweet, elbowy love to each other. Don't you be shy. You can tell Uncle Coxy about the naught-ay.
Elliot: Dr. Cox, I lost my apartment and so I was just needing a place to stay.
Dr. Cox: So you went over to your "friend's" house and cried on his shoulder, boo-hoo. Wah. You of course comforted her because she was weak and vulnerable and blah, blah, blah, nerdy sex. The end. Dear Lord, Laverne, how in God's name do you listen to this crap all day long?
Nurse Roberts: Are you kidding? If he turns out to be her brother, this is better than my stories.
Dr. Cox: Oh, you are so right.