Donna: Oh, my poor dad. Wish there was something I could do to make him feel better.
Jackie: Well, once when I was sad about Michael cheating on me, I got flowers from a secret admirer, and they cheered me right up. I mean, sure, I sent them to myself, but it's the thought that counts.
Kelso: Those flowers were from you? You let me go on and on about how they were from me. God, try a little honesty.
Donna: Wait. That's actually not a bad idea. If my dad thought somebody else liked him, he wouldn't be so bummed about Joanne. But men don't really like flowers, do they?
Kelso: No, they remind us of bees.
Bob: Oh, I'll send him fudge. He loves fudge. I know because one time, he got some, and I asked if I could have a piece, and he quickly changed the subject.
Jackie: Well, let me tell them what to write on the card. I'm good at that. When I sent myself those flowers and read how much I loved me, I felt so much better.