- Irene: [Jack and Curtis have rigged Irene's costume with Christmas lights] Boys, It's gettin' hot... It's gettin' hot! Get it off me!
- Jack: Whoa, settle down Irene!
- Irene: Get it off me!
- Jack: Just slow down, Irene
- Curtis: Just hold still!
- Irene: *You* hold still! It's bleedin' hot!
- [the boys frantically help Irene remove the costume, meanwhile Rob and Donna walk in and turn on the lights and find The Boys undressing Irene]
- Rob: Have we come at a bad moment?
- Irene: Oh, my god!
- [runs embarassed into bathroom while Jack and Curtis laugh]