Debra: Hey, welcome home, Ray.
Ray: Some guy sneezed on me.
Debra: Oh. So did you miss me?
Ray: I'm in the men's room at the airport, right? I'm not bothering anybody. This guy, he's right in my face sneezing like he's trying to blow out the devil.
Debra: Ew, that's gross.
Ray: Two seconds I'm dripping in this material from a complete stranger.
Debra: Oh.
Ray: You hear about this all the time. You just, you never think it's gonna happen to you.