Elaine: The wife keeps giving us dirty looks. Are you sure you gave him the right directions?
Jerry: Yes. [to Jenny] You're sure there's nothing we can do?
Jenny: No! [to Steve] I am not going to bed with them in out house, this is ridiculous.
Jerry: You know a friend of my father's used to live right around here. Mike Wichter. He sold plastic straws. You know the ones? You could bend them.
Elaine: Have you noticed, people don't use straws as much as they used to for some reason.
Jenny: You know, it doesn't look as if your friend is coming.
Jerry: Oh, he's coming.
Jenny: Maybe you should take a look at a train schedule.