NICK: Hey Elf! Nice legs!
ELF: What's that supposed to mean?
NICK: Um... you got'cher own, short, pretty, little legs back. No more overcompensatin', ya know?
ELF: *shouting* Overcompensating? Is that what you thought I was doing with prosthetics?
NICK: I think I r'member you fixin' my jaw another time, too.
BUNNIGUS: She compensates just like she used to, Nick.