Phoebe: She's taking the trash out, so I can get you out of here. But it has to be now. She'll be back any minute.
Guest: What about my friend, Victor?
Phoebe: No, only the three of you. Any more than that and she'll get suspicious.
Guest: Just let me get my coat.
Phoebe: There isn't time! Just leave everything. They'll take care of you next door.
Guest: Is it true they have beer?
Phoebe: Everything you've heard is true.