Debra: What the hell are you doing, Ray?!
Robert: Yeah, man, what is your problem?
Ray: I'm telling you, I saw that woman eat a fly!
Debra: Oh, she did not! You must have seen something else.
Ray: Oh, what, then?! What did I see?
Debra: I don't know. Maybe it was a crouton or something.
Ray: A flying crouton?!