Jerry

Well, we tried. We couldn't. We didn't know how to, uh...(confessing) ...we couldn't write for a woman. We didn't know what you would say. Even right now, I'm sitting here, I know you're going to say something, I have no idea what it is.

Elaine

You have no idea?

Jerry

Something derogatory? (Gail enters the coffee shop and walks over to the booth.)

Gail

I thought I'd find you here.

Jerry

Well, Gail Cunningham.