Rachel: If it's a girl, Rain.
Ross: Veto.
Rachel: Why?
Ross: Rain? "Hi, my name is Rain. I have my own kiln, and my dress is made out of wheat."
Phoebe: I know her! I bought a homemade soap from her at a Dead show.

Ross: I like Ruth. What about Ruth?
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, are we having an 89-year-old? How about Dayton?
Ross: Veto. Stewart?
Rachel: Veto. Sawyer?
Ross: Veto. Helen?
Rachel: Veto.
Phoebe: Is it me, or is "Veto" starting to sound really good?

Rachel: We're having a girl! Sometimes I can't believe it's with you, but still... we're having a girl!
Ross: I know, I know. You know what? I'm putting Ruth back on the table.
Rachel: Oh, yes, we'll have ourselves a little baby Ruth.
Ross: Permission to veto?
Rachel: Yes, please.