Nikki: This place! When I walk in the door, all of my troubles just melt away.

Jack: Gee, and I thought I was the person putting the smile on your face.

Jack: Nikki Newman's making dinner?

Nikki: Well, now, you seem to forget that before I became Mrs. Victor Newman, lady of the manor, I was simply Nikki Reed, scrappy survivor.

Jack: You've come a long way, Nikki.

Nikki: Yeah, it feels good, learning to do things for myself again. I like the process of it. But it can be a little challenging.

Jack: Not exactly the words you want to hear from somebody who's making dinner.