Phoebe: Oh, what a great table. Where, where did you get it?
Rachel: Guess.
Phoebe: A flea market?
Rachel: Ha, see, I knew you would get it on the first guess. Isn't it cool? It's an apothecary table.
Phoebe: Wow. Oh, you can just imagine that this is where they kept all their stuff to make their potions. You know, you can almost smell the opium.
Rachel: Almost.