Debra: What are you doing? What are your parents yelling about?
Ray: Listen, let's just go home.
Debra: What? Go home?
Ray: Yeah. I realized the kids are at the birthday party, and we could spend some time alone.
Debra: Ray, come on, we already had sex this week.
Ray: Whoa. Wait, wait, wait, wait. First of all, that was nine days ago, all right? Okay, listen, Amy's parents are in there.
Debra: Amy's parents? Really? Oh, I've never met them. [gasps] They must've changed their minds about Robert, and now they wanna meet your whole... Oh, my God, I have to help Amy.
Ray: No, no, no, no, no. You're gonna say stuff and get all involved. Let's just go to the mall, and you can buy stuff, and I'll walk behind you and call you "pretty."
Debra: Your mother is in there, and you're worried about me getting involved?