Peterman

(upbeat) Oh, Elaine, this dry air is curing me like a Black Forest ham.

Elaine

(stunned) Mr Peterman. You're back.

Morty

Who's Mr Fancy?

Kramer

(hesitant) I uh, I was thinking maybe I should spend the night.

Emily

Aww, that's sweet, but actually I, I think I'd prefer it if you left.