Dr. Green: Excuse me for a moment. I want to say good night to the Levines before we go.
Ross: [gestures stabbing himself in the heart with a table knife]
Rachel: Honey, stop. It's not that bad.
Ross: Uh-oh. I think your dad must have added wrong. He only tipped like 4%.
Rachel: Yeah. That's Daddy.
Ross: "That's Daddy"? Doesn't it bother you? You're a waitress.
Rachel: Yes, it bothers me, Ross. But you know, if he was a regular at the coffee house, I'd be serving him sneezers.