Ray: [answers phone] Hello? Hey, Gianni. Yeah. No, nothing. Debra's going all nutty on me over here, But what else is new? Yeah, I can golf tomorrow. Yes. It's not gonna snow. It's gonna be 40. What are you talking about? Snow? No. It's gonna be fine. "Red sky at night, sailor's delight." "Shaking with fright?" Who told you that? Well, your mother's stupid, man. Yeah. Hey, you ever try those tissues with the lotion in 'em? Yeah. No, they're good. They're good. Yes, they are! No, you suck! All right. Whatever. I'll see ya tomorrow. You be there. All right, bye. [hangs up] My tissues!