Elaine: I love shrimp. [waves her knife around while she's talking] I'm a shrimp eater. You put shrimp in front of me, and I will eat it until my stomach pops. [notices Alan's unsettled] Oh.
Alan: No, it's okay. I'm still just a little bit jumpy.
Elaine: Between you and me, what happened there with the stabbing?
Alan: Just one of those things, you know.
Elaine: What? Was she just so crazy in love with you that she just couldn't take it anymore? Or..?
Alan: I don't know. Could be.
[As a woman walks by, she stops at Elaine and Alan's table]
Carol: Alan?!
Alan: Carol?
[Carol grabs his hot coffee and throws it in his face before storming off.]
Elaine: Was that the one?! Was that the one who stabbed you?!
Alan: No, that was a different girl.