Donna: I don't know why I let you set me up with Casey Kelso. From what I remember, he's, like, a Kelso. [horn honks]
Jackie: Ooh, he's here. Okay, come on. Try to look pretty.
Donna: That's it? That's all I get is a honk? What kind of a jerk won't even come to the door?
[As Donna walks out and sees Casey standing by his car, Western theme music plays]
Donna: Oh, my God. Casey?
Casey: Hey, Pinciotti. Man, you really grew into those legs.
Donna: Yeah. And you... Your arms seem bigger... you. [laughs]
Casey: So you ready to roll?
Donna: Roll? I'm ready. We're gonna roll. [Western music plays again]