Friends

Joey?

Oh, my God.

Okay.

So, uh...

...I guess we should make it official, huh?

Uh, look, Rach, I...

Hey, Ross is here! Hey, look, it's my good friend Ross.

- Hey, Ross. - Hey, Joey.

- Hey, you. - Hey, you.

And he brought flowers. Oh, thanks, Ross. I'm really more of a candy kind of guy.

You're weird today.

Listen, I, uh, wanted to talk to you about something.

Yeah. Actually, uh, I kind of need to talk to you too.

- Uh, Joey, could you give us a minute? - No.

- What? - I'm sorry. I meant, "No."

- Hi. Hey, look who's here. - Hey.

Where's my granddaughter? I've been practicing my magic tricks.

He pulled a quarter out of my ear.

- Hey, where's, uh, Mom? - She went to pick up Aunt Liddy.

Aunt Liddy's coming? That means we get $5 each.

So when do I get to meet Emma and show her this:

Okay, wow.

Uh, Dad, Emma's in the nursery. I'll take you now if you want.

- But I really want to talk to you. - I know. I still need to talk to you.

But before you guys do that, I need to talk to you.

And, Ross, I need to talk to you.

- Oh, and I need to talk to you. - About what?

To see if you know what these guys are talking about.

Isn't she beautiful?

Look at her, my first grandchild.

What about Ben?

Well, of course, Ben. I meant my first granddaughter.

Wow.

Have, um, you thought any more about you and Rachel?

Yeah, actually I was gonna talk to her when you guys came in the room.

Yay, that's so exciting. Wow. You could've done that with us there.

- Yeah, right. - Oh, sure. Okay.

You can touch yourself in front of us, but you can't talk to Rachel.

What? When have I ever touched myself in front of you guys?

Oh, please. Just before, when you were asleep in the lounge.

That Armenian family was watching you instead of the TV.

That reminds me. That Mr. Hazmegian still has my Game Boy.

- Chandler, can I talk to you for a second? - Sure.

Dude, I just did something terrible.

That was you? I thought it was Jack.

No, no. That was Jack. Rachel thinks I asked her to marry me.

- What? Why does she think that? - Because it kind of looked like I did.

Again, what?

Okay, I was down on one knee with the ring in my hand...

As we all are at some point during the day.

It wasn't my ring. It fell out of Ross' jacket...

...and when I knelt down to pick it up, Rachel thought I was proposing.

Ross had a ring? And he was gonna propose?

- I guess. - And you did it first?

This is gonna kill him. You know how much he loves to propose.

I know. I know. It's awful.

Well, what did she say?

She said yes.

Does Ross know?

Oh, my God. What the hell am I gonna tell him?

- Maybe you don't have to tell him. - Ooh, I like that. Yeah.

If you clear things up with Rachel, Ross never needs to find out.

But you have to do it now before he hears about it and kicks your ass.

All right, let's not get carried away.

I want a baby.

Honey, we've been over this. I need to be facing the other way.

Come on. If we have sex again, it'll double our chances of getting pregnant.

- I think that closet's still available. - I am so tired.

- Yeah, okay, but no foreplay. - Deal.

Dad, seriously.

You know, you really should see someone about that.

Noted.

I wanna go talk to Rachel for a minute. Are you gonna be okay alone for a bit?

Are you kidding me? I could stay and look at her forever.

Actually, uh...

- Hey. - Hi.

- Are you all right? - Um... Uh...

- I think I just got engaged. - Oh, my God. He did it?

What? Did you know he was gonna ask me?

Are you kidding? I'm, like, the one who talked him into it.

I like to think of myself as the puppet master of the group.

- And you really think this is a good idea? - I just talked him into it.

Don't tell me I have to do you too?

- The puppet master gets tired, people. - Okay.

I don't know. It just doesn't feel right.

Why? You two are so meant to be together. Everybody thinks so.

Really? Even Ross?

Especially Ross.

Oh, uh, hey, Pheebs. Uh, you know what? I'll, uh, come back later.

Wow, kind of a full house here. Heh.

I guess I'll just... I'll come back.

There he goes. Your fiancé.

I guess so.

Although he does play with himself in his sleep.

I can't say I'm surprised.

- Dad, what are you doing? - There are people in there having sex.

It can't be me. I'm standing right here.

- Wanna peek? - No.

Come on.

You know what? I don't like you without Mom.

Come on.

We're not peeking?

Well, I'm peeking.

Oh, my God.

Hello, sir. You know Monica.

Wow.

- Hey, uh, is it okay to come in? - Of course.

Oh, Joey, this ring, I... It's beautiful. I love it.

Yeah. Uh, look, Rach, there's something I gotta tell you.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Are you ready to try nursing again? - Yeah. Hi, Emma.

Why do you think she won't take my breast?

It's all right, honey. It takes babies a while to get it.

- But don't worry, it'll happen. - Okay.

Yowza.

Okay, sweetie, you can do it. Just open up and put it in your mouth.

Dear Lord.

- I'm sorry, honey, what were you saying? - Uh, yeah, look, I think that...

Oh, look. She's pulling away again.

Do you think my nipples are too big for her mouth?

She looks scared. Doesn't she look scared?

You know, I don't really know her.

Why don't we try massaging the breast to stimulate the flow?

- Okay. - Are you kidding me?

This is so frustrating. Why doesn't she want my breast?

I don't know. Maybe she's crazy.

- Oh, hey, wait up. - Hi.

Congratulations.

I didn't want to say anything in front of Joey. I didn't know if he knew yet.

What? That we had a baby? Now let's give him a little credit. Heh.

Although he did eat a piece of plastic fruit earlier.

No, no, that you and Rachel are engaged.

- Heh. What? - Oh, it's a secret?

Oh, goody. Yes. Ooh, we haven't done the secret thing in a long time.

Phoebe, there is no secret, okay? I didn't propose.

Are you lying?

Is this like that time you tried to convince us you were a doctor?

I am a doctor.

You know what? I'm just gonna go and talk to Rachel myself.

All right. Well, me too.

- Shh. - Well, should we wake her up?

No. No. Come on, let her sleep.

- She's so exhausted. - And so engaged. Dum-dum-dum.

Oh, my God. She thinks we're engaged.

Why? Why, why would she think we're engaged?

Perhaps because you gave her an engagement ring?

You know, Ross, doctors are supposed to be smart.

- I didn't give her that ring. - You didn't?

- No. - So whose ring is it?

It's mine.

- Is it an engagement ring? - Yes.

- But you didn't give it to her? - No.

- But you were going to propose? - No.

Huh. I might be losing interest in this.

Look. Look, my mom gave me that ring...

...because she wanted me to propose to Rachel.

But all I wanted to do was see...

...if she maybe, kind of wanted to start things up again.

Oh, what beautiful lukewarm sentiment.

I didn't want to rush into anything. It seemed like she didn't want to either.

But I don't understand how any of this happened.

What, did she find the ring in my jacket, assume I was gonna propose...

...throw it on and just start telling people?

No, no. She said you actually proposed to her.

Well, I didn't. I didn't propose.

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