Jerry: How you doing?
Elaine: Not good. I'm a moron.
Jerry: Well, don't worry about it. Once he passes the test, you'll have sex again, and you'll be fine.
Elaine: Well, that kinda brings us to why I'm here. You got eleven minutes?
Jerry: What for? [off Elaine's flirtatious look] Oh, come on.
Elaine: I just wanna clear my head. It has nothing to do with you.
Jerry: I think it has something to do with me.
Elaine: You could read the paper through the whole thing if you want.
Jerry: [considers for a moment] No, no, no. I'm sorry, it's too weird.
Elaine: Oh, all right. Is Kramer home?