【老友记112】②Paolo made a pass at me.

[Scene: Monica and Rachel&`&s, Rachel folding and packing clothes in suitcases as Phoebe enters.] Phoebe: Um, um, Rachel can we talk for a sec? Rachel: Well, sure...just a sec, though, &`&cause Paolo&`&s on his way over. Phoebe: Oh! (sits down) Ok, um, ok, um, Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, Pheebs... Phoebe: Ok, um, (clears throat) we haven&`&t known each other for that long a time, and, um, there are three things that you should know about me. One, my friends are the most important thing in my life, two, I never lie, and three, I make the best oatmeal raisin cookies in the world. (Phoebe opens a tin and offers Rachel a cookie) Rachel: (taking cookie) Ok, thanks Pheebs (takes bite of cookie, overwhelmed) Oh my God, why have I never tasted these before?! Phoebe: Oh, I don&`&t make them a lot because I don&`&t think it&`&s fair to the other cookies. Rachel: All right, well, you&`&re right, these are the best oatmeal cookies I&`&ve ever had. Phoebe: Which proves that I never lie. Rachel: I guess you don&`&t. Phoebe: Paolo made a pass at me. (Rachel looks stunned) Rachel: I feel so stupid! Oh, I think about the other day with you guys and I was all "Oh, Paolo, he&`&s so great, he makes me feel so..." Oh, God, I&`&m so embarrassed! Phoebe: I&`&m so embarrassed, I&`&m the one he hit on! Rachel: Pheebs, if I had never met him this never would have happened! Rachel and Phoebe: I&`&m so sorry! No I&`&m sorry! No I&`&m sorry! No I&`&m sorry! Phoebe: No, wait, oh, what are we sorry about? Rachel: I don&`&t know...right, he&`&s the pig! Phoebe: Such a pig! Rachel: Oh, God, he&`&s such a pig, Phoebe: Oh he&`&s like a... Rachel: He&`&s like a big disgusting... Phoebe: ...like a... Rachel: ...pig...pig man! Phoebe: Yes, good! Ok... Rachel: (voice wavers) Oh, but he was my pig man...how did I not see this? Phoebe: (raises hand) Oh! I know! (Rachel startled) It&`&s because... he&`&s gorgeous, and he&`&s champ3ing, and when he looks at you... Rachel: Ok, Ok, Pheebs... Phoebe: The end. Rachel: Oh, God... Phoebe: Should I not have told you? Rachel: No, no, trust, me, it&`&s, it&`&s, it&`&s much better that I know. Uh, I just liked it better before it was better... (Phoebe scoots her chair over to Rachel and hugs her)