Janitor: Holding hands isn't so hard, is it? I guess something's wrong between me and Lady.
Todd: Dibs. Who's Lady?
Janitor: Apparently she's not a fan of hand holding. And that's what couples do. That and sleep head to toe. I'm just not sure she's the one.
Janitor: Zeltzer, when were you sure your wife was the one?
Dr. Zelzter: That was our fourth date over at her place. We were sitting by the fire, just staring into each other's eyes. And I knew then in there that she was the one. I would have told her, but I had a rubber ball in my mouth.
Janitor: I've just been Zeltzered.