Marie: Hi. Raymond, I saw the car. Are you hungry?
Debra: Oh, Marie, I already made him some lemon chicken.
Marie: Yeah, but you know how he loves my spaghetti and meatballs.
Debra: Ray, go ahead. If you want spaghetti and meatballs, go ahead.
Ray: No, the lemon chicken. I'm eating the lemon chicken.
Debra: Look, you could just eat whatever you want, 'cause I can wrap this up for later.
Ray: What, nobody cares, right? Give me the meatballs.
Marie: There.
Ray: Great, great, great.
Marie: Well, Debra, sit down, there's plenty. Here, let me get rid of that for you.