Dr. Kelso: Yeah, I'm sorry. I was so blitzed with rum drinks I could barely remember where I was. I feel horrible.
Janitor: Oh no, stop it. At first, you were like the third wheel from hell, but then we made you do stuff. Made you pay for our meals. Got you in a couple bar fights. On the beach, we bet you you couldn't eat a starfish.
Dr. Kelso: And?
Janitor: I owe you a buck.
Dr. Kelso: So you had fun with it?
Janitor: Oh, yeah.
Dr. Kelso: Good.