Jerry

Ah, how about 8:30?

Kramer

Saddle up and ride. (opens the fridge and pulls out some food -- takes a big bite)

Jerry

You want to get something to eat first?

Kramer

(mumbling with full mouth) No, I'm good.

George

I wonder if, ah, Susan ... (picks up the phone from the coffee table, then decides not to call) No. I better just go. (claps hands) heh. All right! See ya. (grabs his rain coat from the hook by the door and rushes out)