Marie: What are you doing?
Ray: We just- We're having a little snack, corn dog.
Marie: Corn dog?! I am making dinner. You should know not to eat- [Robert enters with two corn dogs] Those are hot, aren't they? What's the matter with you people? I have lasagna in the oven.
Debra: Oh my God. I'm sorry, Marie. Was that for dinner? I took it out to make the corn dogs. You want a corn dog?
Marie: No, thank you, dear.
Frank: I still want mine.