Monica: It is nothing like The Hobbit. It's like reading about every relationship I've ever had. Except for Richard.
Phoebe: Richard would never steal your wind.
Monica: No.
Phoebe: Because he's yummy.
Monica: Yes. But all the others.
Phoebe: Oh, yes. And the part about how they're always drinking from our pool of inner power.
But God forbid we should take a sip.
Joey: Anybody want a cruller?
Phoebe: Okay, this is a typical lightning-bearer thing. Right there. It's like "Hello. Who wants one of my phallic-shaped man-cakes?"