[Jonathan is writing a kid-friendly sermon for a priest]
Jonathan Eliot: I'm a Mighty Morphin' Power Prophet.
Russell: I can't wait to see what this fool tips me today.
Jonathan Eliot: This guy's tipped you before, Russ?
Russell: Mm-hmm. The guy orders a bowl of soup and leaves a hundred dollar tip. What's up with that?
Trudy Sloan: [exchanges glances with Marie] Your boyfriend's rich.
Marie Blake: [nods her head] Cute.
Sam Sloan: You two look real good together.
Jonathan Eliot: Go for it, lamb chop!