Fish: Oh, no, I lost my pen.
Waitress: (takes one out of her hair) You can borrow mine. (hands her pen to the fish)
SpongeBob: I lost something once. I lost something I couldn't live without-- my identity.
Fish: So, anyway, thanks for the pen.
Waitress: No problem, hon.
SpongeBob: (walking on the counter) It all started last week-- Monday morning to be exact-- the day I lost my identity. (fish looks at his watch)
Fish: I've gotta go. (flashback to Monday morning where SpongeBob is sleeping until his alarm goes off)