Finch: Jim, you can eat hot-dogs tomorrow
Jim: No no Finch it's not the hot-dogs. Nadia called me this morning. She's coming here at the end of the summer and she wants to see me.
Oz: Aww that's killer
Finch: Yeah that's a good thing Jim.
Jim: No not good thing, not killer. I'll never be able to do it. Nadia is going to be expecting filet mignon ok and all I'm gonna be able to give her is rump roast.
Oz: (laughs) Awww come on Jim, you've had experience since Nadia.
Jim: Aaaaa yes you would be referring to the flute fetish band geek that made me her bitch and then ditched me after prom.. yes that's great experience.
Oz: You just gotta find the right girl Jimbo..brings it all together.
Finch: I had the right woman, she just sells her cottage and takes off to parts unknown. Ooooo my romantic life has past it's peak. Take me out to the pasture and shoot me.
Oz: Super start to a super summer fellas. Welcome home.