Jerry

She thinks a guy who lies about a life-threatening illness, so he can get some phony hair has perspective?

George

(opening door to leave) He picked her up?

Jerry

Walked right over to her table.

George

Wow. (he runs his fingers through his hair, and then brushes the resulting fallout off his jacket)

Elaine

Jake, Jake. Take a look. (puts on the frames she bought) Aaw, see, you're not the only one who has 'em. I have them too.