Debra: Yeah, that's true, too. So I guess if I want to get something accomplished I should just stay away from you.
Ray: There you go.
Debra: Yeah. 'Cause, like, what was I thinking, asking you to help me?
Ray: That's exactly right.
Debra: Yeah. Because I do like my story better.
Ray: You should. It's good.
Debra: Yeah, but who cares what you think? And Ally probably only liked your story better because it's the last one that she heard. [laughs]
Ray: I don't know. I don't know about that.
Debra: Come on. I mean, you were really selling your version. You were, like, making all the goofy faces, weren't you?
Ray: You were outside the door.
Debra: And were you hopping like a bunny, too?
Ray: I was... I... It served the story. [Debra hops up the stairs] Winky doesn't hop like a drunk.

Ray: [British accent] Hello, Clive. Spot of ice cream?
Debra: You know, that's not an accent, Ray. That's a speech impediment.