Debra: How come you want to go to a hotel?
Ray: Lemon chicken! Let's eat it. Let's, uh, wash it down with a little wasserfluss.
Debra: I heard you tell Dad you wanted to stay at a hotel?
Lois: Oh, well, it's just that there's a lot going on around here, and perhaps it would be easier for you if I weren't in the way.
Debra: You're not in the way, Mom!
Lois: It was just a notion. No need to get upset. Come on. This is my vacation.
Ray: I'd change travel agents.