Donna: Okay. Jackie's directions say, "Pass the place I bought a green sweater. Don't stop. The cotton has polyester in it."
Eric: This is great. We're lost.
Donna: No, we're not lost. We just need to find our bearings. [sighs] Where would she go around here to find a green sweater?
Eric: Why, the green sweater store, Donna. Good thinking.
Donna: Hey, why are you mad at me?
Eric: I- Because you need to learn to control your urges. If you'd have kept your big foot out of my bean bags, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Donna: Well, excuse me for reading Cosmo and trying a little something. If you think you're gettin' the topless nachos now, you're crazy.
Eric: Whatever. Ah, man, now I'm hungry. I want my Twinkie.
Donna: You packed Twinkies?
Eric: I packed a Twinkie. There's only one left, and it's mine. Whoever packed it, snacked it. I've been lookin' forward to it all day.
Donna: Oh, you have? [eats]
Eric: That's nice. That's- That's very ladylike. [Donna grunts with her mouth full]