Ross: Pheebs, you got a second?
Phoebe: Sure.
Ross: Ever since you told me about that bike I couldn't stop thinking about it. I mean, everyone should have a first bike, you know? So...
Phoebe: Oh, my God, Ross.
Ross: You like it?
Phoebe: I love it.
Ross: Yeah?
Phoebe: Oh, oh, God, and I love you. Not that way. But the bike got you a lot closer.