Jerry

Bless you.

Elaine

Thank you...aah, hm mm.

Kramer

ah, Hello FDR. Yeah, I'll have a hot one, (pulls out some cash and slaps down a bill on the stand) everything on it.

Fdr

These things'll kill ya... but so what...(squirts mustard on the hot dog)You're already gonna drop dead (grins)

Kramer

Well, guess what, FDR? I made a wish on a shooting star last night, and I wished, against your wish.