Denise: You two clowns convinced me to put myself out there, and Drew shot me down. Why'd you have to go mess up my little island? Why'd you push me towards Drew?
Turk: He just seems like a nice guy.
Denise: Based on what?
[flashback to Turk and Drew at a bar:]
Drew: Want the rest of my nachos?
Turk: Oh, hell, yeah!
[present:]
Denise: You like him 'cause he shared old bar food?
J.D.: Turk and I met over a blooming onion. I like to think of it as a metaphor for our relationship, because it's delicious but not really so healthy.
Denise: I will hurt you, little man.
Turk: She's like a Gremlin!