J.D.: [v.o.] Even though Dr. Cox got a front-row look at Little Buddy - O, no! Now I'm saying it! - my day still started off great.
Dr. Cox: I'm about to set a new distance record for projectile vomiting.
Jordan: Come on. It reminds me of my sexiest kiss: Our honeymoon, standing waist-deep in the ocean. I think you were in at the bar.
Dr. Cox: Okay, gotta go.