Phoebe: That's why you won't go out with her again? So she took some fries. Big deal.
Joey: Hey, look, it's not about a few fries. It's about what the fries represent.
Phoebe: What?
Joey: All food!
Phoebe: Well, I'm sorry. I can't believe I set you up with such a monster.
Joey: Hey, look, I take a girl out she can order whatever she wants. The more the better, all right? Just don't order a garden salad and then eat my food! That's a good way to lose some fingers.