Potsie is looking at a Playboy magazine. They make a reference to "Miss September." However, the issue he is looking at is the June, 1956 issue.
Richie: (hiding Potsie's Playboy magazine under a couch cushion) Don't leave stuff like this lying around.
Potsie: Expecting your minister to drop in?
Richie: (trying to stop Potsie from calling Ralph to cancel the poker game) Come on, Potsie. It's just, well, they seem like very nice girls, but I'm not sure my parents would go for the idea.
Potsie: You're right, Rich. Parents never go for chances of a lifetime.
(Richie begins to argue again, but is interrupted by Rose, who comes down the stairs in a short nightgown)
Rose: Hey, thanks for letting me use the shower. I feel so nice and refreshed.
Richie: (staring) You... you smell nice.
Rose: Oh, thanks. That's my perfume: Midnight Desire.
Potsie: (also staring) How long 'til midnight?
Rose: (smiling) Hey, that's cute. (She walks away then stops to fix her shoe, revealing most of her leg to the boys.)
Richie: Call Ralph and give him the bad news.
Potsie: I give up. I'm a failure with chicks.
Richie: Oh, Potsie.
Potsie: No, it's true. All those dates and making out? It's just a front.
Richie: Potsie, you're not a failure.
Potsie: When a naked girl yells at you to shut up, man, you are a failure.
Howard: What is it you did last night?
Richie: Do you wanna hear what really happened or the lie we're gonna tell everybody else?
Howard: Start with the lie. It's probably more interesting.
Richie: You know what my idea of a perfect girl is, Fonz?
Fonzie: (rolling eyes) I have no idea. Thrill me.
Richie: I like a girl... with a cute face... a cute build... and a nice personality.
Fonzie: No, you don't say.
Richie: What's your idea of the perfect girl, Fonzie?
Fonzie: 45-22-34... with her own Harley.
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