Jackie: Ooh, Steven! I'm so glad you're here.
Hyde: Jackie, please, I'm right in the middle of "Smokey and the Band-Aid," okay?
Jackie: Okay. Fine. But I signed us up for roller-disco lessons at skateworld tonight. Class starts in half an hour, so we'd better hustle. You get it? "Hustle"?
Hyde: Okay. Let me explain something to you. On Friday nights, I don't roller-disco. I go out looking for roller-discoers to punch in the head.
Jackie: Okay. Fine. We won't roller-disco. We'll do anything you want.
Hyde: No, we won't. Look, man, you and I don't have anything in common. You're, like, a square. You know? A cheerleader. So just... roller-disco on out of here, okay?
Jackie: Fine. Fine. I guess I'm not cool enough to hang out with you anymore.
Hyde: Now you're getting it.
Jackie: You know what, Steven? You think you know me, but you don't. You don't know me at all.
Hyde: I know you like unicorns, so bye-bye.