Joey: Hey, it's all your fault.
Monica: Why?
Joey: You didn't give me advice. You gave me a pickup line. When I told her I wanted to build a foundation and be friends first, suddenly, through no fault of my own, I became irresistible to her. And her roommate.
Monica: What about the closeness?
Joey: Closeness, schmosness. There were three of us for crying out loud.