Mike

I'm sorry. Uh--oh here--let me give you a hand with that.

Jerry

(trying to shut the trunk hood) Something wrong with this trunk.

Mike

Oh. Let me see.

George

So--ah, Kramer. Why'd you ask me out to dinner? (amused) An' why Pomodoro?

Kramer

(quiet, delicately) Allison spoke to me, and um. She wanted me to speak to you.