Renee: You know, I just heard the Lexington line is out.
Elaine: You are kidding me. How am I supposed to get to this meeting?
Renee: Take a car service. We have an account.
Elaine: Oh, forget it. I hate those. Every time I take one, the driver will not stop talking to me. No matter how disinterested I seem he just keeps yakking away. Blah, blah, blah, blah. Why does everything always have to have a social component? You know, see the stage coach, that would have been a good situation for me. Cause I'm in the coach, and the driver is way up there on the stage.
Renee: Well, you're not going to get a cab now. Four thirty in the afternoon? Read a magazine, keep your head down.
Elaine: I guess that could work.