Phoebe: I'm sorry, was that rude? Did my little outburst blunt the hideousness that is this evening? Look, I know you all have a lot going on, but all I wanted to do was have dinner with my friends on my birthday. And you are all so late, and you didn't even have the courtesy to call. [cell phone rings] Well, it's too late now.
Ross: Yeah, Pheebs, I don't think that's us.
Phoebe: Oh. Well, this is not- This is not over.