Jill Tracy: Oh, my God, what are you doing here? I was supposed to meet a guy for a date. I know what you're thinking. A Tuesday lunch date at the supermarket, he is so not into her. Well, guess what? He's not. [all laugh] I've been waiting for, like, an hour just thinking how many more guys from my yoga class can totally reject me without me saying, "Enough!" You know? Yogurt pretzels? Yum. These are addictive. I'm going to have one anyway. So, you guys wanna grab some lunch?
J.D.: Oh, we have to get back to the hospital.
Jill Tracy: Bummer. Trail mix? [growling sound] I won't. I'll have some. I'll have some.