Joey: No, I used to get paid for all kinds of medical stuff, remember? Let's see. Uh, well, I don't want to donate sperm again. I really prefer doing that at the home office, you know. Maybe they want some of my blood or spit or something, huh?
Gunther: Joey?
Joey: Yeah.
Gunther: What did I tell you about talking to your friends while you're working?
Joey: Do it?
Gunther: That guy's been waiting for his coffee for 10 minutes. He's complained about you three times.
Joey: [takes a sip of the coffee] Now, where was l?