Phoebe: So we're both living in New York, both not seeing anyone. That's so not like us.
David: Yeah, I know. Well, this is probably a stupid question, seeing that you look like that, but do you have someplace that you need to be right now?
Phoebe: Well, no.
David: Well, do you want to get a drink?
Phoebe: I'd love to. Great.
David: Okay. Do you smell beets?
Phoebe: Oh, all right, stay upwind of me.