Donna: Where the hell is Eric with our sodas? Eric!
Jackie: Maybe he ran home. He's kind of a mama's boy.
Donna: Eric? [opens bathroom door] Oh, my God!
Eric: [o.s.] I'm busy!
Donna: [closes door] Oh, my God!
Jackie: Ew. Was he going to the bathroom?
Donna: No! [Jackie and Donna scream and run away]