Phoebe: Hey. Where the hell have you been?
Joey: Hey. I spent the night out. I met this cute bridesmaid. She is so-
Phoebe: I don't want to hear about her.
Joey: Oh, Pheebs, you know you're still my number-one girl.
Phoebe: No. No. We have an emergency, okay. Rachel's coming to London.
Joey: Oh, great.
Phoebe: No, it's not great. She's coming to tell Ross that she loves him.
Joey: But he loves Emily.
Phoebe: I know that! You have to stop her. She's going to ruin the wedding.
Joey: Okay.
Phoebe: So I've done my part, okay? It's your responsibility now. The burden is off me. Right?
Joey: Right.
Phoebe: So tell me about this girl.