Vivian: Elaine? Elaine?
Elaine: [smoking cigar] Oh, hi, oh God. I didn't hear you come in.
Vivian: Where's Jimmy?
Elaine: I don't know, I don't know. We had HoHos for dinner and then... And then he put this plastic bag over his head and started running around until he got tired and he laid down somewhere... I tell you, I'm no good watching that kid.
Vivian: Sleeping like an angel. Elaine, you're the best.
Elaine: No, I'm a scatter brain. That's why I probably can't hold a job or keep a man!
Vivian: You're a riot. So are you going to watch Jimmy tomorrow?
Elaine: All right, but I'm running out of purses here. [takes her purse from a punch bowl]