Dr. Cox: Okay, Miss Myers, I'm gonna go ahead and get these bandages off and make sure the plastic surgeons have left your face just as beautiful as it always was.
Miss Meyers: Oh, you're so nice. Are you married?
Carla: Oh, he is as of this morning.
Dr. Molly Clock: Really? I thought he was divorced?
Carla: No, child, the papers didn't go through.
Dr. Cox: You know what? I've got a son, I don't fantasize about Jordan dying as much anymore, and, even though it wasn't planned, I'm actually pretty happy about the way this whole marriage thing has worked out. So, would you please stop your chirping and step away from my personal life?