Rachel: Hey, Joey. What are you doing?
Joey: Sweeping. Why? Does it turn you on?
Rachel: No.
Joey: What if I was sweeping a chimney?
Rachel: Joey, did you eat my face cream?
Joey: Where are you going? The vicar won't be home for hours.
Rachel: Joey, where did you learn that word?
Joey: Where do you think, Zelda?
Rachel: You found my book?
Joey: Yeah, I did!