Officer Goodbody: So where's the young lady who I am supposed to take downtown?
Phoebe: Oh, God.
Officer Goodbody: All right. Somebody show me where to plug in my box and we'll get this party started. Wah! Over here?
Monica: Yeah.
Officer Goodbody: All right.
Phoebe: Rachel?
Rachel: Yeah?
Phoebe: Are you kidding?
Rachel: All right, look, we did not know you wanted a stripper, so we went to the phone book and got the first name we could find.
Phoebe: How old's your phone book?