Marshall: Say, what's in that cereal besides dry twigs and small animal bones?
Lily: What's that supposed to mean?
Marshall: Lily, I love you, but honest to God, when you eat, it sounds like a garbage disposal full of drywall screws.
Lily: What's the matter with you? We've been together ten years, and you're saying this now?
Marshall: Well, I never noticed it before until...
Lily: Until what?