Joey: Well, that thing's clearly in the way. All right. Aha. Ow! Damn fridge.
Rachel: Hey, Joey. How ya doin'?
Joey: Great roomie.
Rachel: Yeah, I guess we are roommates now.
Joey: Yeah. I know. Well, now that you bring it up, our fridge is broken. We have to get a new one. I checked around and your half is $400. Thanks a lot, Rach.
Rachel: I'm not paying for half of that. I'm only staying here until my apartment gets fixed.
Joey: Look, Rach, my parents bought this fridge just after I was born. Okay? Now, I have never had a problem with it. Then you show up and it breaks. What does that tell ya?
Rachel: That refrigerators don't live as long as people?
Joey: All right, you know that the ATM only lets you take out $300 at a time, so l'll take a check for the other $100.
Rachel: You're jokin', right?
Joey: Of course I'm joking. I don't take checks.
Rachel: Thank God you're pretty.