Jerry and Elaine are in Jerry's apartment. George comes in and heads to the fridge. He pauses and reads a Post-It note stuck to the door.
George: Last night was very fun, Jerry. You're sweet...
Jerry gestures for him to finish.
George: You're sweet like a strawberry. What's this?
Elaine: {taunting} Jer-ry's got a girl-friend.
Jerry: Stacy likes writing poetry. She's driving me insane with all these little notes. Here.
Elaine: The movie was great, Jerry. That ending was scary! Aww, and it's even got little X's and O's!
George: Are they all like this?
Jerry: Yes! All of them! It wouldn't be so bad if they actually had any rhythm or she would at least rhyme with something other than my name, but I'm always a berry or a fairy --
Elaine: She called you a fairy?
Jerry: She called me a fairy!
George excitedly snaps his fingers.
George: Dairy!
Elaine: Good one, Shakespeare.