Dr. Cox: Hey, janitor. Rock solid relationship there.
Jordan: You know, there's nothing like looking in someone's eyes and seeing a part of them die. Oh, there it goes. Bye bye hope.
Janitor: Everything is fine between me and Lady. And excuse me for not having a relationship built on a mutual affection for jet-black hate.
Dr. Cox: We don't hate each other, do we?
Jordan: A little bit, but we make it work.