Ross: I'm kind of going through a dry spell, sex-wise.
Joey: Oh, for, like, months?
Ross: Five, to be lying. Six.
Joey: Six months? Whoa, that's rough.
Ross: I mean, it's not all bad. I'm learning to appreciate the smaller things in life, like the sound of a bird and the color of the sky.
Joey: The sky's blue, Ross. And I had sex yesterday.