Debra: You know, Marie, something was bothering me and I just wanted to ask you about it.
Marie: Of course, dear. What is it?
Debra: Well, you know this afternoon, when you said that the saleslady told you that she had this great new cleaning device you immediately thought of me. Why was that? [Marie shrugs] No, really, Marie. Why?
Marie: Is this a trick question?
Debra: Uh, no. It just seems like you're always implying that I don't keep a clean house.
Marie: Well, now you have a little help.
Debra: But you didn't feel the need to buy a Humm Vac.
Marie: Well, that machine is for people... It's like if you have a bad leg, then you need crutches.
Debra: And your legs are fine? [Marie points around the room] So there's no dirt in this house?
Marie: Not since I've lived here.