Peter: "Oh, that reminds me. I'm not going to be able to play poker with you guys on Friday."
Michael: "Why not?"
Peter: "I'm gonna see this, uh, occupational hypnotherapist with Anne."
Michael: "Dude, an occupational hypnotherapist?"
Peter: "Yeah, I-I know. Anne wants me to go. She thinks it might help. I'm-- You know, sometimes I think I-- I get thinking that she's cheating on me."
Michael: "Yeah, I know what you mean."
Peter: "What is that supposed to mean?"
Michael: "Nothing. Look, why don't you just tell Anne that you're not into hypnosis and you wanna play poker with us."
Peter: "No, I can't do that. She'll get all pissed off. And besides, I think that the guy might actually be able to help. I mean, he did help Anne lose weight."
Samir: "Peter, she's anorexic."
Peter: "Yeah, I know. The guy's really good."
Michael: "Yeah, well, I don't think any occupational hypnotherapist gonna help you solve any of your problems. Okay? Hey, and speaking of problems. What's this I hear about you having problems with your T.P.S. reports?"
Samir: "Yeah, didn't you get that memo?"