Frank Costanza: They're not coming?
George: No, they had plans.
Estelle Costanza: How could they have plans?
George: That's what I wanna know.
Frank Costanza: Well what difference does it make? They wouldn't lie to us, they're our dear friends.
Estelle Costanza: What am I supposed to do with all this paella?
George: They said tomorrow, maybe.
Frank Costanza: Maybe?
Estelle Costanza: Maybe they don't like us.
Frank Costanza: Why wouldn't they like us? [tastes the paella, chokes] Again with the pepper? What do you gotta use all the pepper for?
Estelle Costanza: Ah, keep quiet.
Frank Costanza: What, are you trying to set my mouth on fire?
George: I don't know what the reason could be.