Jackie: Surprise!
Hyde: Jackie, what the hell happened to my room?
Jackie: I redecorated it. Now, if a stranger comes in here, he'd never know you were poor.
Hyde: it looks like something for a girl.
Fez: I like it.
Hyde: Or Fez! I can't live like this. I'm getting sick just looking at it.
Jackie: Yes. Yes, Steven. That sick feeling is your orphan soul coming alive.
Hyde: Jackie, just put it all back, okay? Make it ugly and dirty like I like it.
Jackie: Well, excuse me, for spending all morning putting up twinkle lights that are breathtaking, pillows as soft as marshmallows, and sexy candles that make you feel like you're running through a field like Laura freaking Ingalls!