Customer

(pained scream) Aaghh!! My face!

Danielle

(concerned cry) Neil!

Jerry

Why are the crepes spraying?

Kramer

(looks over at the three guys) The Dominicans are rolling them too tight. (regretful) Uhm, well, that's why you gotta get real Cubans.

George

Danielle. Where's Neil? (indicating the bed) Is this him?