Kramer

The work piled up, I lost track of time--

Jerry

(calmly getting up with plate of chicken) Oh! Sure! Sure! You an' your work! Elaine's off in the Bizarro World, George only calls when he wants something, an' I'm left sitting here like this plate of cold chicken, which, by the way, (drops chicken into sink) was, for two.

Kramer

You cooked?

Jerry

(calm) I ordered in. It's still effort.

Kramer

(in pain) Ow! Jeez!