Eric: Hey, Donna, uh, would you like a hot dog?
Donna: Um, maybe half.
[Casey pulls a knife out of his pocket and cuts the hot dog in half]
Eric: Whoa, man, you carry a knife?
Casey: Yeah. You never know when a lady's gonna need a half a hot dog. It's funny man. You're the boy Sscout, but I'm the one who's prepared.
Fez: He's like a gladiator.
Eric: Okay, that's it. I'm bringing out the big guns. Oh, yeah. I'm introducing him to my folks.