Jerry: I would like to propose a toast. Wait a second. George! George Costanza get in here.
Jeannie: Georgie boy.
Jerry: George, big news. I'm getting married!!
George: Married? What?
Jerry: September 21st. First day of Autumn. Leaves changing colors. Beautiful colors...
Jeannie: And all that crap.
Jerry: You see, I kept up my end of the pact.
George: Oh, good for you.
Jerry: Hey, look. Champagne.
George: [weak chuckle]
Jerry: To our future wives!