Ray: What is it?
Debra: It's braciole, you know, stuffed beef.
Ray: Really? Braciole? Who made it?
Debra: I did. Just try it.
Ray: You're not having any?
Debra: No, I had some, you know, with the kids. I had some with the kids.
Ray: Oh. How are you feeling?
Debra: It's not poisoned, Ray. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't do it that way.
Ray: All right, that goes in the file.