Kelso: Are you okay?
Jackie: I don't know, Michael. It's just that death is so unexpected. And we are such fragile beings, never knowing when the flame of our lives will be blown out by the wind of death.
Kelso: What?
Jackie: I am so turned on, aren't you?
Kelso: Okay.
Jackie: Let's go.
Kelso: Car?
Jackie: Coat room.
Kelso: Better.