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Jim: Oh, come on!

Kev: Hey, watch it! Okay, jeez.

Jim: Am I wrong, or was this place a lot more fun when we were younger?

Oz: No, no. I think it's the same. We're just old now.

Kev: But were we just as obnoxious as these kids back in the day?

Finch: No. Us, our generation, we were more mature.

Stifler: Hey, guys, check it out. Vagina shark!

Girls: He touched my snatch!

Finch: I take that back.

Jim: Oh, my God.

Oz: Fellas, do you gotta stare?

Jim: Yeah. Yeah. Yes, we do need to stare.

Michelle: Could Jim be any more obvious?

Friend: Oh, give him a break. I mean, it's not every day you get to see a model walking around off the page.

Michelle: There hasn't been a whole lot of sexy time in the Levenstein household lately.

Friend: Why not?

Michelle:I don't know. I'm a mom now.

Friend: Oh, please! Just because you're a mom doesn't mean there isn't a whole other side to you.

Michelle: Hey, remember that one time at band camp, when we licked whipped cream off each other's...

Friend: Yes! Yes! I remember. Let's keep that in the past, though, okay?

Finch: Oh, she's...Yeah, well, you gotta do that, or else you're gonna get tan lines.

Jim: Sideboob. There... Sorry. Sideboob. Ozzy, look!

Oz: Okay! Come on!

Kev: You're a lucky man, Oz.

Oz: Oh, come on, guys. I think we're all pretty...lucky.

Jim: Wait, is that Heather?

Oz: Yeah, it is. Heather.

Heather: Chris!

Oz: Hey.

Heather: What are you doing here?

Oz: I guess we had the same idea, huh?

Heather: Chris, this is Ron, my boyfriend.

Ron: Chris Ostreicher, Ron Douglas. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Oz: How do you do?

Heather: Ron's a cardiologist at my hospital.

Oz: A cardiologist. Wow.

Ron: Yeah. And, hey, listen, my friends call me Doctor Ron, D-Ron or just Dron. So you feel free.

Oz: Okay.

Stifler: Hey, fuckface! Choir chick! Whoa!

Heather: Nice to see you, too, Stifler.

Stifler: Who's this douche?

Heather: I'm her boyfriend.

Stifler: So, you two are banging, and you two used to bang. This must be awkward for all of you.

Oz: It is now.

Girl: That little shit took my top! Give it back! Um, that's my girlfriend.

Boy: What's this? What's this?

Oz: Hey, kid! What do you think you're doing?

Boy: Hey! Come on, come on, let's go!

Oz: Come on, guys. Not cool!

Boy: What're you assholes gonna do about it?

Oz: Well, that was interesting.

Kev: Well, should we do something?

Jim: What are we gonna do? Come on.

Finch: Agreed. There's no need to stoop to their level.

Stifler: Fuck that! I know exactly where they're going.