[flashback:]
Marie: I'll bring you over a meatloaf tomorrow.
Debra: I would love that, Marie, but Ray and I gonna go look at some bigger apartments tomorrow.
Frank: Hey, what's that? You're moving?
Marie: Why don't you use your father? He still has his broker's license.
Frank: Yeah, I got a little house that would be just perfect for you.
Debra: A house?
Robert: Sure, a house. Picket fence, twin boys. What a pretty picture.