Kramer: Hey, buddy. Remember me?
J. Peterman: You're that gangly fellow we bought the stories from.
Kramer: Yeah, I'm just here to do my part. What's your name darling?
Woman: Who are you?
Kramer: Oh, I'm the - Let me use your pen, will you? - I'm the real Peterman.
J. Peterman: All right, playtime's over.
Kramer: Relax, man. There's enough juice here to keep us all fat and giggly.