Marie: Well, I think I would've remembered if you returned that canister, because it's my mother's, and there's even a special space on my shelf for it, which is empty now.
Debra: Yeah, well, I remember returning it, because I heard about that space on your shelf when you brought it over.
Marie: Oh. Well, would you like to take a minute now and look for it? And while you do, I can correct a few of these potatoes.
Debra: You know, Marie, if the canister was here, I'm sure you would have noticed it during one of your daily inspections.
Marie: You know what? Until you find it, at least it's with people I love.