Debra: Wait, how do you know Ray?
Natasha: We met at a bar.
Marie: What do you mean? Through Robert?
Natasha: No, no, no. I met Robert through Ray 'cause Ray and I are kind of "dating."
Marie: [gasps]
Frank: Holy crap!
Debra: Wait a minute. What?
Natasha: Is there a problem?
Debra: Um, no, there's no problem. I'm just surprised that my husband has time to date.
Natasha: What? You're his wife? Ray said you were dead!
Marie: [gasps]
Frank: Holy crap!