Carla: Woody. I hear that you and Kelly are having a hard time getting a wedding ring.
Woody: That's right, Carla. They're pretty expensive, you know.
Carla: Yeah. That's what I thought. And you know, I'm not gonna be able to afford to get you kids the kind of present you really deserve, so, on the way over here I stopped by my bank, and, uh, I took this out of my safety deposit box.
Woody: Oh, Carla, that's a beaut!
Carla: Yeah, I know. It's solid silver. It's been in my family for years. My great uncle Amerigo gave it to my great aunt Sophia, and then I was gonna give it to my youngest girl, but she inherited the Tortelli knuckles.
Woody: Oh, Carla, I could never take it.
Carla: Oh, Woody, I- I want you to have it.
Woody: Well, at least let me give you something for it. I have $500 in my budget.
Carla: Well, if it makes you feel better.
Woody: Well, you know, the thing is, uh, Kelly really prefers gold.
Carla: Oh. Well, I got it in gold, too.
Woody: Perfect.
Carla: Hey, does she need any earrings?