Melody: Hey, I'm reviewing this new hotel downtown tonight for work, do you wanna join? It's all comped.
J.D.: I think I'll pass.
Melody: Oh, well, could have been fun.
[A group of men surround J.D.'s table to complain]
Turk: Okay, guys! Guys! Guys! I'm sure he has an explanation. Go sit down.
J.D.: I'm not gonna get anywhere with her. She's got this weird policy. She'll mack with anyone, but the second you try and take it further, she always throws the brakes on. It always ends the same way.
[flashback to J.D. taking a shower:]
J.D.: Great Aunt Judy's arm fat. Great Aunt Judy's arm fat.
[present:]
J.D.: I'm tired of the cold showers.