Ray: Read this again.
Debra: Come on, Ray. Honey, it's a great present. What you wrote on it is perfect, and you can't change it now anyway because it's Christmas Eve.
Ray: Once more!
Debra: "Merry Christmas. We love you. Michael, Geoffrey, Ally, Debra and Ray."
Ray: It's stupid!
Debra: Oh! Honey, no, everybody's going to love this present, okay? Accept it, you had a great idea.
Ray: Why did I put Xmas, you know? I don't like Xmas. I X-ed out the name of the birthday boy.
Debra: Ray, stop! Stop obsessing, okay? I love it. My God, it's been two months of toaster!
Ray: Hey, this is going out with my name on it.