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

Kramer

Thanks buddy. (goes over to the fridge and pulls out a few things)

Hilde

Did you find anything!