Elliot: Keith, why do you keep letting people take pictures of your body? I mean, this is exactly like that night I caught you in the bathroom at the bus station.
Keith: Come on, this is nothing like that.
[flashback:]
Elliot: What the hell are you doing?
J.D.: Oh, hey, Elliot. I'll have him back to you in one second. Gettin' a little flare off the urinal.
[present:]
J.D.: Actually, keith, it's a little like that.
Elliot: Little bit.
J.D.: One areola shot, real quick.