[circle in the hotel kitchen:]
Roy: [sobs] So I'm on the Golden Gate Bridge and everyone's telling me to jump. I was just out for a jog.
Hyde: Okay, Roy, here's what I'm gonna do for you. I'm gonna take that job as cook and keep you company on two conditions: I'm not gonna work very hard, and you're gonna have to pay me a lot. But, man, it'll be a bargain considering the money you save on hookers and shrinks.
Roy: Great. And if it's work-related, I can call you at home. Now I have a reason to get a phone.
Jackie: Steven, you're a chef! [gasps] If you can learn to make those fancy deviled-egg thingies, I will lose my fricking mind!