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.
George
(quiet) Uh-oh.