- Roger the Alien: [as Chinese restaurant manager] Where you been? You so late. You take "bicyc-quow", make delivery.
- Steve Smith: What are you talking about?
- Roger the Alien: Bicyc-quow!
- Steve Smith: What happened to the gym?
- Roger the Alien: Oh, Chinese restaurant much more profitable.
- Steve Smith: But I paid for a month membership. I want my money back.
- Roger the Alien: Oh, so sorry. You don't read fine print on contract. "In event gym turn to Chinese restaurant, you bicyc-quow delivery boy."
- Steve Smith: I'm not delivering your Chinese food on a bicycle.
- Roger the Alien: A what?
- Steve Smith: A bicycle...... . a bicyc-quow.
- Roger the Alien: You ride bicyc-quow!
- Steve Smith: [entering his bedroom, rubbing his feet] Oh my stars, what a day.
- [presses a button on the answering machine]
- Answering machine: You have new messages.
- Steve Smith: [puzzled] When did I get an answering machine?