Kelso: All right, look, I hate to sell him out, but the poor kid lacks subtlety. He's... Eric's... How do I put... He's a bit of a rube. You know, like, a little country. A maroon, if you will.
Donna: Kelso, what's your point?
Kelso: Well, I'm just saying you could do better. I mean, I'm here, you're here. [whispers] Nobody has to know.
Donna: Kelso!
Kelso: Okay, fine, you can tell two friends.