Dharma & Greg

Larry: You know, actually, I was thinking of naming him Harold after my father. Abby: Yeah, well, that's very nice Larry. But you know that if we're going to name him after an ancestor, I've always liked Christian for my grandfather. Larry: Oh, that's a good idea. Why don't you call Miami Beach and tell my mother, Esther Finkelstein that her grandson's name is Christian?!

Greg: Let's make a pact that when we have kids, we're not going to put ourselves through this. Dharma: Absolutely. A boy will be Joe or Bill or Tom. And a girl will have a freaky name like Sunshine Spacetweezers. Greg: See, now it's cute for a girl!

Jane: Hey, I brought your stuff. Dharma: Oh, Jane, thank you so much. Did you bring the cappuccino? Jane: Triple shot grande. Dharma: Oh, sweet nectar of the gods. Jane: They don't have coffee here? Dharma: Chickory. And can I just tell you something? Chickory sucks. Chickory dickory sucks.

Jane: I brought you two changes of clothes, shampoo... Dharma: My parents make their own shampoo! Jane: Does it suck? Dharma: I think it's made out of chickory.