Eric: I can't believe he doesn't think we're gonna last. It's... I mean, you don't think he's right, do you?
Donna: Well, I don't know. We have, kind of, been drifting this last year.
Eric: No. No, not drifting, you know, exploring.
Donna: Exploring is drifting, Eric.
Eric: Oh, you know what? This is all your fault. You're always saying that something is something else. God, it's like you're a big, blonde thesaurus.
Donna: Well, excuse me for knowing words, Eric.
Eric: Okay, you know what? This fight keeps going nowhere and you wanna know why? We are actually freaking out over something that Kelso said. Kelso, the guy who doesn't understand how hot dogs survive in the wild without eyes.
Donna: Okay, so you're not... You're not worried then?
Eric: No. I don't know, maybe a little bit, but I'll tell you what. I'm gonna find a job.
Donna: Great. And I am gonna dye my hair back.
Eric: No. Oh, no, no, the blonde stays. I'm still using it.