Rachel: Ooh, are you setting Ross up with someone? Does she have a wedding dress?

Ross: Wow, cool poster. Or should I say, "groovy poster"? So ... where were we?
Hillary: Are those your teeth?
Ross: Oh. You can see them, huh?
Hillary: Yes. They're insanely white.
Ross: I did that for you.
Hillary: What's the matter with you?
Ross: What's the matter with me? You've got a black light. It's 1999!

Rachel: But just come by at lunch so my boss doesn't see you. Because Kim will just freak out and she already doesn't like me very much.
Chandler: That's weird. I don't think my boss likes me either.
Monica: I don't think mine likes me either.
Ross: Maybe it's a universal thing.
Joey: Yeah. Or maybe it's because you're all hanging around here at 1 1 :30 on a Wednesday.