Jerry

Nothing.

Kramer

Really.

Jerry

You want food, don't cha? (nodding his head up and down)

Kramer

It's not for me. It's for Hilde -- the waitress I was telling you about. She's hungry, she wants food. If I go back in there without any food ... there's gonna be trouble. (his voice gets really high pitched on his last sentence)

Jerry

All right, go ahead