Eric: Oh, uh, excuse me.
Fenton: Yes, may I help you? Oh. Hello, Fez.
Fez: Fenton.
Eric: You two know each other?
Fez: I don't want to talk about it.
Fenton: Well, there's nothing to say.
Fez: You can say that again.
Fenton: Don't tell me what to do.
Fez: Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?
Fenton: Maybe I would!
Fez: Then there's nothing to say! [both turn away from each other]
Eric: Yeah. Um, I have a question about this letter. See, I don't think I'm gonna be able to make a ring payment anytime soon, so I was wondering if we could work out some kind of deal.
Fenton: Fine. Here's a deal. You're going to have to come up with the money by Friday or bring the ring back to the store.
Eric: What? Bring the ring back? No, I can't do that.
Fenton: You can and you will. No later than 5:00. I have a party at 8:00. I need the time to dress.
Fez: Eric, you're going to want to do what he says. I've been at the other end of Fenton's stick, and believe me, that's not a place you want to be.