Rachel: Oh God, oh, and then she told the funniest story. We talked for like two and a half hours, we have the same taste in clothes, and—oh, I went to camp with her cousin. The interview! She loved me! She absolutely loved me. Rachel: Guys! Guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what! Monica: Uh, Aunt Iris? This is Phoebe, and that's Rachel.Īunt Iris: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, listen, I am parked at a meter.
everything you hear at a poker game is pure crap. Hi!Īunt Iris: Well, he may be now, because I think I hit him with my car.Īunt Iris: No! That's bluffing. This woman has been playing poker since she was five. Phoebe: Oh, it's like the mother ship is calling you home. Oh! I got an interview! I got an interview! Monica: That was not an incident! I-I was gesturing, a-and the plate slipped out of my hand. Phoebe: Oh, hello, kettle? This is Monica. Rachel: Can you believe what a jerk Ross was being?
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