Jerry

He's... trying to get something off his chest.

George

(agitated) Alright, I gotta try and talk my mother into taking him off my hands.

Doorman

Help you?

Jerry

(jumps in surprise) Hoh! What're you doing here? You're supposed to be gone.

Doorman

I traded shifts with the night doorman. He had some personal affairs to attend to. You see, my fellow doorman and I watch out for each other. We don't stab each other in the back, like people in your world.