Kelso: Brooke.
Roy: Holy crap. That's the girl you got pregnant? She's hot.
Brooke: Do you think we could talk alone for a minute?
Roy: Sure, I'll go, but just know, if it doesn't work out with him, I've got dental for all dependents.
Brooke: You're funny.
Roy: I love you. Bye. Got, you know, things to do.