Monica: I've had it with the hair jokes. Tomorrow morning before we leave, I'm going to the salon.
Chandler: Okay, Buckwheat.
Phoebe: What is this?
Rachel: What is this? Well, let's see. We kissed for ten minutes, and now we're talking to our friends about it, so I guess this is sixth grade!
Phoebe: Suzie? Can I call you Suzie?
Precious: My name's Precious.
Phoebe: I can't say that.