Debra: Isn't this great, Ray? It's like stepping back into the 1940s, huh?
Ray: Yeah. Can't wait to meet Hitler.
Debra: Come on, let's dance. We'll do the Jitterbug.
Ray: No, how about we do the Maypole? I stand here, you dance around me.
Debra: Oh, come on, I'll lead and you follow, okay? Ray, come on, you promised you'd try to dance.
Ray: That was at our wedding.