Postmaster General: Oh, my goodness. What have they done to you here?
Kramer: Huh? Who are you?
Postmaster General: Well, you can just call me Henry.
Kramer: Henry Atkins? The postmaster general?
Postmaster General: Last time I checked.
Kramer: Henry, can I get out of here now?
Postmaster General: Oh, oh. Sit a bit. Sit a bit. I mean, after all, I drove all the way up here from D.C. just to talk to you.
Kramer: Oh?
Postmaster General: I even had to cancel a round of golf with the secretary of state. Do you like golf, Mr. Kramer?
Kramer: Yeah.