Jackie: Fenton, I'm so glad I caught you. Look, this whole mess is my fault and not Fez's. I'm the one who ran the bath. I flooded the place. I ruined your creepy night of classical music and Indian food.
Fenton: Well, you also ruined this. My beautiful pig-suede jacket.
Jackie: [gasps] From China? Mmm. Oh, it's beautiful.
Fenton: And versatile. You can wear it as a jacket or a sport coat or you can wrap it around your waist when you're having a big-butt day.
Jackie: Fenton, please let me make this up to you. I know a great place we can get an even better jacket. It may not be suede and it may not be from China, but I am neither of those things and I'm a better person for it.
Fenton: Well, it better be good stuff. Cheap leather makes me rashy in all the wrong places.
Jackie: What are the right places?
Fenton: I've said too much.