Robert: Hey, Ma, you got any food over at the house?
Marie: Why?
Robert: We're kind of starving. I thought maybe you could make something for me and Gianni.
Gianni: I've been thinking of you in an apron all night, Mrs. B.
Marie: Well, I do have food, but don't you need me here?
Ray: I don't think so.
Marie: Oh, all right. I'm right across the street if you need to talk, Ray. And remember... I love you.
Ray: You're on my foot.