Robert: Hey, guys.
Ray: Oh, look who it is. Where's your little boyfriend?
Robert: Raymond, look, I'm sorry what happened tonight at the hospital. It's just that Timmy gets on a roll and it's kind of hard to stop him. Look, here, I brought you a pineapple. Mrs. Deets can't take all the acidity.
Ray: I don't want your pineapple! I was feeling pretty good about myself until you showed up with your little evil plan to take away my gift of giving!
Robert: Evil plan?
Ray: That's right!
Robert: There was no plan. Debra just suggested I go over with Traffic Cop Timmy and spread a little cheer.