Rachel: Okay, just turn around.
Ross: What?
Rachel: I don't want you to see me naked.
Ross: Rachel, I've seen you naked a million times. I ate hot fudge off you naked. I sucked that mini-marshmallow out of your bellybutton.
Rachel: Yeah, but that was different. We were going out then. Now it's weird.
Ross: Rach, you know, I can see you naked anytime I want.
Rachel: What?
Ross: All I have to do is close my eyes. See? Woohoo.
Rachel: Ross, stop that. Come on. I don't want you thinking of me like that anymore.
Ross: Sorry. Nothing you can do about it. It's one of my rights as the ex-boyfriend.
Rachel: Stop it. Cut it out. Cut it out.