Monica: Look, I'm an omelet station. Omelet? Made to order?
Phoebe: I'll have one, please. Plus my money.
Monica: Oh. I didn't realize you needed it back right away. You told me to go and be a caterer.
So I went. I be'd. I used it to buy all this stuff. I got another job tomorrow, so I'll pay you back then.
Phoebe: Okay. Sorry I acted like a bank.