[Elaine at the muffin shop]
ELAINE: Wow. Look at this. We’re cleaning up.
LIPPMAN: Oh, Rubin, get me another tray of lowfat cranberry.
REBECCA: Excuse me, I’m Rebecca Demore from the homeless shelter.
ELAINE: Oh, hi.
REBECCA: Are you the ones leaveing the muffin pieces behind our shelter?
ELAINE: You been enjoying them?
REBECCA: They’re just stumps.
ELAINE: Well they’re perfectly edible.
REBECCA: Oh, so you just assume that the homeless will eat them, they’ll eat anything?
MR. LIPPMAN: No no, we just thought…
REBECCA: I know what you thought. They don’t have homes, they don’t have jobs, what do they need the top of a muffin for? They’re lucky to get the stumps.
ELAINE: If the homeless don’t like them the homeless don’t have to eat them.
REBECCA: The homeless don’t like them.
REBECCA: We’ve never gotten so many complaints. Every two minutes, “Where is the top of this muffin? Who ate the rest of this?”
ELAINE: We were just trying to help.
REBECCA: Why don’t you just drop off some chicken skins and lobster shells.
ELAINE: I think I might.