Mr. Peterman: Elaine, is the item still with you?
Elaine: As far as I know.
Mr. Peterman: Elaine, do you know what happens when a cake sits in a damp, poorly ventilated cellar for 60 years?
Elaine: (frightened) No.
Mr. Peterman: (letting her off the hook but smugly adds) Very well. I have the feeling what you're about to go through is punishment enough.
(Elaine stands there weakly.)
Mr. Peterman: (smugly tosses remote away) Dismissed.