Debra: So you don't like it that Theresa's doing well?
Marie: Oh, it's not that. You know me. I don't bother about petty jealousy.
Ray: [chokes on his biscotti] Yeah. That is not your style.
Marie: That's right... I just want people to read about me and think, "Marie is doing well, too."
Debra: I understand, but can't you write a letter that makes you look good without making me look so...
Ray: Doofusy?