No. No. No Ross. I'm not hot. Are you hot? It's been six months. I'm always hot.

Ah, is it hot? My body always stays cool, probably 'cause I have so much skin. Hey, cheese!

Now they're ready for a hot griddle.

George. Here are some nice warm milk to help you sleep. The warm milk makes George feel very very sleepy.

Is it hot in here? It's hot in here, right? What's happening? Farkle, what do you really believe?

Broken. Useless. Likely to cause thermonuclear fission.

I don't drink coffee. All right, you can have a hot chocolate.

Who wants chestnuts roasted on an open fire when it feels like Florida?

And don't tell my hips, but I'm warming up a brie in the oven.

Good question. Let's see. Infoseek, WebCrawler, oh, HotBot.

You know, when you freeze to death, the last thing you feel is extreme heat.

Come on, let's have fun. It's too hot to fuss.

Are you all right? I'm just a little hot. Do you mind if I take off my jacket?

Rachel, I've seen you naked a million times. I ate hot fudge off you naked.

In order for that amount of power to be contained that base has to have some kind of thermal oscillator.

Here, let me make the milk, I'm up anyway.

Sure. And I'm devastated, obviously. Did you think the neighborhood was homey?

Now the wok is still hot, so very quickly I'm going to add in the shitake mushrooms. And then give that a good stir.

It is almost time for bed. Mummy Pig, Daddy Pig and Peppa are having mugs of hot milk.

I love muddy puddles. Oh! Oh, dear! The sun is so hot that the puddles have dried up!