Elaine: Well, Mr. Peterman, I've got a really good idea for a hat.
J. Peterman: [rubbing his neck] Oh, my neck is one gargantuan monkey fist.
Elaine: It combines the spirit of old Mexico with a little big city panache. I like to call it the Urban Sombrero.
J. Peterman: No, no. No pears.
Elaine: Are you okay, Mr. Peterman?
J. Peterman: Yes, yes. Go on, go on, go on.
Elaine: Well, see, it's... businessmen taking siestas. You know, it's the, uh, the Urban Sombrero. [Peterman walks out, groaning] Mr. Peterman?