Ross: Hey, Amy.
Rachel: Amy, you remember Ross?
Amy: Not really. But you are much cuter than that geeky guy she used to date.
Ross: That was me.
Amy: No, he was this creepy guy from high school who had this huge crush on her since, like, the ninth grade.
Ross: Still me.
Amy: No, I'm not talking about you. It was your fat friend's brother with that bad Afro.
Ross: Okay, Amy, I'm gonna save you some time, okay? All me!