Donna: Don't look! Turn away!
Eric: Whoa. What? Did you get me a present? Is it bongo drums?
Donna: No. I didn't want you to see my wedding dress. It's bad luck.
Eric: Isn't having sex before the wedding the bad luck thing?
Donna: Well, that, too. Eric, getting married is like one big minefield. One false step, and limbs just flying everywhere.
Eric: Well, don't worry. I didn't see your wedding dress, so... So, I think we just saved ourselves some bad luck. Now let's take that credit that we've earned and use it to have sex. Come on. We can't lose. It's gonna be like playing with the house's money.
Donna: Eric, if we broke our celibacy vow now, what would it say about us?
Eric: It would say, "Yay! We had sex."