Rachel (of Elizabeth): When's her birthday?!
Ross: I don't know, Rachel. Why?
Rachel: Well, y'know it's just been so long since I've been to Chuck E. Cheese's.

Monica: Well, uh, you know, our guy works with Chandler and he's really nice, and smart, and he's a great dresser!
Phoebe: Have you seen your guy's body?
Chandler: No, our guy is just a floating head.

Phoebe: My guy is well read.
Chandler: Our guy has great hair.
Phoebe: My guy has great teeth!
Chandler: Our guy smells incredible.
Monica (to Chandler): Do you want our guy to be your guy?

Ross: You don't understand! Elizabeth was about to ask me to go on a trip with her! Is that taking it slow? No, I'm not ready for this! Okay? What... what do I tell her?
Chandler: Just tell her the truth! Tell her you're not ready.
Ross: I can do that. Oh, oh... what if she gets upset?
Chandler: Then you distract her with a Barbie doll.

Chandler: Are you funny? Tell us a joke!
Sebastian: Look, I just wanted to have coffee with Rachel.
Phoebe: Well, so do a lot of people.
Sebastian: Actually, I, uh... I gotta get going. Give me a call sometime.
Rachel: Oh, but, you know, you didn't give me your phone number.
Sebastian: Okay! See you later!
Chandler: Turns out he is kinda funny.

Ross: Then what am I supposed to do?
Phoebe: Nothing, you just have to be cool with it.
Ross: Well, what is she goes down and... and sleeps with a bunch of guys?
Chandler: Well, maybe you don't marry this one.

Ross: Anyway, um, I... I am worried about that bathing suit, not because it's revealing (which I'm fine with), no I'm concerned about your health. Sun exposure.
Elizabeth: Oh, don't worry. I have plenty of sun block. It's SPF-30.
Ross: Well, if what's in the bottle is actually 30. I mean, sometimes you get 30, sometimes you get 4, and I swear to God, more often than not, it's just milk.