Phoebe: Give her a break. It's hard being on your own for the first time.
Rachel: Thank you.
Phoebe: I remember when I first came to this city, I was 14. My mom had just killed herself and my stepdad was back in prison. And I got here and I didn't know anybody. And I ended up living with this albino guy who was, like, cleaning windshields outside Port Authority. And then he killed himself. And then I found aromatherapy. So, believe me, I know exactly how you feel.
Ross: The word you're looking for is "Anyway,"