| TOW The Ring |
| Chandler: No, I don't want to tell anybody else because I don't want Monica to find out. Phoebe: You told me. Chandler: Well, that's because I trust you, you're one of my best friends, and you walked in on me when I was looking at ring brochures. Phoebe: Yeah, well, once again not knocking pays off. I only wish you hadn't been on the toilet. Chandler: Me too. Phoebe: So how are things going with Paul? Rachel: Good. Although y'know, he-he's a private guy. Y'know, I wish I could get him to open up a little bit, share some feelings. Phoebe: That's easy! You just have to think of him as a...as a jar of pickles that won't open. Rachel: So what are you saying? I should run him under some hot water and bang his head against a table? Phoebe: No, that's what you do when you want to get the truth out of someone. Phoebe: Chandler! I will handle this. [To the Jeweler] How much is it? Jeweler: 8,600. Phoebe: We will give you ten dollars. Jeweler: Are you interested in this ring? Chandler: Yes! Yes, but I can only pay $8,000. Jeweler: Okay, I can let it go at eight. Phoebe: We stand firm at ten dollars. Phoebe: There he is! Chandler: Okay! And he hasn't proposed yet because she has no ring on her finger. Phoebe: Wow! You're good! After this, we should solve crimes. Rachel: Okay, well then how about puberty! Come on, that's always a painful time! Y'know your friends invite you to a slumber party and then they stick your hand in warm water so while you're sleeping you pee in your sleeping back. Paul: Nope, that never happened to me. Rachel: Well, you're lucky you never met that bitch Sharon Majesky. |