Jackie: Hey, Fezzie. How's the salon?
Fez: Horrible. An old lady and a Marine came in at the same time. I got confused. And, well, Mrs. Riley was not happy when I shaved her head.
Jackie: Yeah, I know. I had a tough day too. General Hospital is pre-empted by some stupid hostage crisis.
Fez: Did you drink my last grape soda?
Jackie: Yeah. I left the empty bottle in the fridge, so you'd know to buy more.
Fez: But I'd been looking forward to this grape soda all day. I even made up a song. [sings] I'm looking forward to that grape soda, yeah [talks] Jackie, I took you in when you had nowhere to go, but you've been a total mooch. You have no job, you pay no rent. You need to shape up or put out.
Jackie: Uh, Fez, it's shape up or ship out.
Fez: Then what the hell is in it for me?