Debra: [coughs] Ray, could you get me the tissues? [coughs] Could you pass me the tissues? [coughs] Boy, I wish somebody would rub this on my chest.
Ray: What?
Debra: Pass me the tissues.
Ray: No, I heard "rub" and "chest." The doctor will see you now.
Debra: Just pass me the tissues, please. And could you go to the store and get me some cough medicine?
Ray: What happened to the chest rubbing?
Debra: No, thank you.