Elaine

Nothing.. Except that a bird ran into my giant freak-head. (Sits down)

Jerry

What giant freak-head?

Elaine

(Annoyed, near tears) The one that sits atop my disproportunately puny body.. I'm a walking candy apple!

Jerry

So, it's actually gotten to you? You're playing right into his hands!

Elaine

(Realizing) What? Yeah.. you're right!.. All I have to do is call him up, and sit with him, and show him that it doesn't bother me. You know, laugh it off.. or jam a fork into his forehead.