Elaine

How are you gonna widen the lanes?

Kramer

Well you black out lane-lines one and three, and a four-lane highway becomes a two-lane comfort cruise. (to Jerry) So, you got any black paint?

Jerry

(sarcasm) Yeah, in my toolshed, next to the riding mower.

Elaine

(into phone) Yuh, I'd like an order of supreme flounder, number forty-seven. Yeah, apartment one-Q.

Jerry

One-Q? Whose apartment is that?