[Spicoli has had a pizza delivered to class]

Am I hallucinating here? Just what in the hell do you think you're doing?

Learning about Cuba and having some food.

Mr. Spicoli, you're on dangerous ground here. You're causing a major disturbance on my time.

I've been thinking about this, Mr. Hand. If I'm here and you're here, doesn't that make it our time? Certainly, there's nothing wrong with a little feast on our time.

[takes away box of pizza from Spicoli]

You're absolutely right, Mr. Spicoli. It is our time. Yours, mine and everyone else's in this room. But it is my class.

[calls up a couple of students]

Mr. Spicoli has been kind enough to bring us a snack. Be my guest. Help yourselves. Get a good one.