Yes, I enjoyed it quite a bit. The show is becoming almost Seinfeldian with the show about tiny things such as (1) a parking spot, (2) a no nailing agreement, (3) a kiss, (4) a condom. Nick is the decider then the suggester?
“I can’t have people thinking my decision wasn’t above-board. This city can’t handle another scandal!”
“Agh, damn it! You middled me again? I’m not to be middled — it’s in my contract! Shoot!”
“Move it, you wacky bitch!”
“A woman can’t be in close quarters with three men and kiss one of them. What fuels men? Competition and sex. That’s why the United Nations was formed. That’s why women aren’t allowed on pirate ships, and that is why there’s a No-Nail Oath in apartment 4D.”
“throw a brother a loosie.”
Jess: You can’t escape destiny. She comes for us all, that relentless bitch. [To Schmidt] That’s right, destiny’s a lady.
Schmidt: "Destiny might be a lady, but victory has a penis — direct quote, Scott Caan."
Daisy: Put on a condom. [Winston looks aggrieved] You forgot a condom?
Winston: You got a grocery bag? Tin foil? Hand sanitizer? You got a shower cap and a twist tie?
Daisy: You forgot the one thing we need to have sex?
Winston: What about a baseball cap that’s really small?
Daisy: Are you serious?
Winston: Ummmm… I have quick reflexes! [Daisy isn't having it] I’ll take care of this.
Daisy: Don’t waste my time.
Winston: I’ll be back quicker than you can say, “Damn, Winston, I took care of myself already.” Don’t say that, though. Wait for me!
Schmidt: This is your fault, Nick. You compromised the whole loft. We had an agreement. When Jessica Day signed that lease, you, me, and Coach all took a No-Nail Oath.
Jess: No-Nail Oath?
Nick: I didn’t break the No-Nail Oath.
Schmidt: Your nailed her mouth.
Jess: For the record, no one nailed my mouth. That’s important to me. Also? We didn’t do anything wrong.
Schmidt: Do you know nothing about men?
Jess: Yeah, I know nothing about men. That’s why I’m wearing a short skirt and wool tights.
Nick: Why are you holding a box of fish sticks?
Jess: Because I’m going to go scare the feral cats away that live in my parking space, Nick. I’m going to throw fish sticks them while singing “Memory,” and don’t you dare criticize me!