Kramer

The haunting memories of lost love. May I? (signals to Mickey) Lights? (Mickey turns down the lights and Kramer lights a cigar) Our eyes met across the crowded hat store. I, a customer, and she a coquettish haberdasher. Oh, I pursued and she withdrew, then she pursued and I withdrew, and so we danced. I burned for her, much like the burning during urination that I would experience soon afterwards.

Kramer

Gonorrhea!

Jerry

One message. Hope it's not from you.

Machine

'Hey Jerry, it's me. Call me back.'

Jerry

Sophie.