Jerry: Nice to meet you.
Mrs. Choate: Hello.
Morty Seinfeld: Jerry lives in New York. You just came from New York, didn't you?
Mrs. Choate: Yeah. I was visiting my daughter, and I'll never go back. The crime there is just terrible. Do you know I got mugged for a marble rye, right on the street?
Helen Seinfeld: Oh, that's terrible. They stole a rye? Why would they steal arye?
Morty Seinfeld: That's what the city's turning into. They'll steal anything.
Mrs. Choate: They're like savages.
Jerry: Yeah, there's some sickos out there.
Mrs. Choate: You look very familiar. Have we ever met?
Jerry: You ever go to Camp Tiyoga?