Marie: Oh, let me help you with the champagne.
Debra: I'm fine, thanks, Marie.
Marie: Well, I'll just pass out the glasses.
Debra: That's okay, thanks.
Marie: I just want to help because I'm sensing a lull.
Debra: There's no lull.
Marie: Listen. ... Lull.
Debra: Well, don't worry, 'cause I'm gonna do my toast.
Marie: Oh. Well, maybe there might be a lull after that.