Brooke: Okay, this was a mistake. I think I'm gonna go.
Kelso: No. Brooke, wait. Look... I've been with a lot of chicks. A lot. A lot. A lot.
Jackie: Okay, that's not helping.
Kelso: Okay, Brooke, let me start over, okay? We might not be the perfect match, okay? But I really, really like you. And I think maybe us having this baby together is like fate.
Brooke: Michael, fate is when two people meet on a train or in Paris, not in the bathroom at a Molly Hatchet concert. [exits]
Kelso: Fate! Man, never use a word in a fight if you don't really, really know what it means.