Marie: Raymond, I meant to ask you a favor, but you left so quickly. I was wondering if you could put up my storm windows for me, 'cause lately, I've been getting a chill while I'm doing my morning calisthenics.
Ray: Wait, wait, wait. Storm windows? Why can't Robert do it, or is he sleeping off his blueberry high?
Amy: Sure, Marie. Robert could do it.
Marie: Robert has other things to do.
Ray: What? What's he do?
Marie: He puts his life on the line every day to protect the community. He doesn't need any more stress.
Ray: Stress? He can't pop in a few windows at the house where he lives rent-free?
Marie: You know, this lazy side of you is very unattractive, Raymond. But fine. My joints are a little stiff, but I'll just bundle up and hope for a mild winter. [limps away]