Joey: Now you're saying I can't see her? You're killing me. She's forbidden fruit. It's like, like- Like she's the princess and I'm the stable boy. Why are you doing this, huh? Did Ross tell you not to let me go over there?
Chandler: Yes, as a matter of fact, he did. So I can't let you go.
Joey: Interesting. Now there are obstacles. Hot nanny and me against the world. This is the kind of stuff great novels are made of.
Chandler: Great novels?
Joey: Fine. Mediocre porn.