J.D.: [v.o.] Some doctors like to change into their streets when they go out for lunch. Not me. I like how the world reacts to me as a doctor. Whether it's a friendly greeting from the world's slowest bagger.
Old Man: Hey there, Dr. Dorian.
J.D.: Lookin' good, pal. Eggs on top. All right? Eggs on top.
J.D.: [v.o.] Or a smile from the manager of the herbal section.
J.D.: Hey, Rebecca. You got that Echinacea for me? Just kidding. You know, I think all this stuff is voodoo. Good to see you. Hey! Looks like somebody else is sick of that cafeteria stuff, huh?
Dr. Cox: Oh, no. What the hell? Did you follow me here?
J.D.: A friend dropped me off.
[flashback to J.D. hanging on to the top of Dr. Cox's car:]
J.D.: Eagle!