- Damon: [from the kitchen sheepishly to Phoebe, who just entered the washroom after spending the night at his place platonically] So, do you want a coffee, or...
- Phoebe: Nah, I'm cool.
- Damon: You sure?
- Phoebe: [the latter item in a proverbial general sense] Yeah, I gotta get home and shower and shit.
- Damon: You can shower, and... shit here.
- Phoebe: [popping her head out from the washroom in just not hearing what Damon said] Pardon?
- Damon: Nothing!