Carl: The valet had such bad B.O.?
Elaine: Oh, man, just rampant, mutant B.O. The "O" went from the valet's "B", to the car, to me. It clings to everything. Jerry thinks it's an entity. But I showered and I shampoo'ed, so...
Carl: That's a relief. [hugs Elaine, recoils]
Elaine: What?
Carl: It's still there.
Elaine: No, no, no! It can't be! I shampoo'ed! I rinsed! I repeated! I don't smell anything. Here, take another smell.
Carl: No. No. No. Please.