Kelso: All right, here we are. Good luck in Chicago.
Jackie: Michael, this is the bus station.
Kelso: Yeah. I said I'd give you a ride, and then under my breath I whispered, "To the bus station."
Jackie: No, no, no. No. I can't ride the bus. Other people's butts have been on those seats.
Kelso: Well, I'm not driving you all the way there. That's, like, two hours away.
Jackie: Michael, you put this car in gear and take me to Chicago right now.
Kelso: You know what? You haven't changed at all. You're just still- Just a spoiled little princess who gets by on her good looks, and bitchy demands, and mean and painful pinches.
Jackie: Yeah, well, you still don't have any manners. A real man wouldn't let the princess ride the bus.
Kelso: Well, you know what? You're not even a princess. You're just a little bossy boss.
Jackie: That's right, Michael. I'm the boss, and you're taking the boss to Chicago right now. [pinches Kelso]
Kelso: Ah! Fine! You're always telling me what to do. I've missed this.