Debra: Ray, why did you walk in on me?
Ray: You have a mustache.
Debra: What's the matter with you? You don't even knock?
Ray: You have a mustache.
Debra: What are you you just barge in on me?
Ray: I forgot deodorant. You have a mustache.
Debra: It's not a mustache. It's a little peach fuzz.
Ray: Well, h-how-how long how long have you-
Debra: What? How long have I what, Ray?
Ray: Been sporting that?
Debra: For as long as you've known me and for as long as you've known me, I've bleached it and it's not a mustache.
Ray: Let me look at it.
Debra: Don't you stop! Don't examine me. You should be apologizing to me.
Ray: I'm sorry, nature can be cruel.