Rachel: Oh, Ross, thank you. Thank you.
Ross: You feel better?
Rachel: No, not really. You're pressing the baby into my bladder and now I have to pee. Sorry. Okay.
Ross: Hey, Rach?
Rachel: Yeah?
Ross: Just one thing. Um. We live together. You're having our baby. I'm not gonna see anybody else. Are you sure you don't want something more?
Rachel: Wow. I don't know, maybe-
Ross: Oh, Rach, I was just messing around. Like you did last night when I had to pee?
Rachel: Oh! I knew that. I knew that. I was just messing with you too.
Ross: Okay. Okay. Because for a minute you seemed-
Rachel: No, no, no, no, no. That's just because I'm such a good messer.
Ross: Rach?
Rachel: Yeah?
Ross: The bathroom?
Rachel: Right.