What? You wore your nightie to dinner?
Oh, yeah.
And, uh, the best part, though
was when the waiter spilled water down my back.
I jumped up and my boob popped out.
- Oh, my God. - Oh, no.
No. It's alright. I got nice boobs.
So, I just picked up a message from Emily.
She and Susan are going to a poetry reading together.
- So? - So?
Poetry?
Susan's gay.
They're being gay together!
- But Emily's straight. - Oh, wake up!
Wow.
- Carol really messed you up. - Excuse me?
Yeah, she turned you into this-this-this untrusting
crazy, jealous sycophant.
Alright, so I don't know what sycophant means
but the rest is right.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I am not a crazy, jealous person.
Huh.
- What? - She's totally right.
When we were together you got freaked out about Mark
and there was nothing going on.
This totally makes sense.
It does not.
Oh, sure it does.
In high school you weren't jealous at all
even though all your girlfriends were cheating on you.
[Phoebe gasps]
Alright, alright, so up until '92, '93, he was very trusting.
Then '94 hit, Carol left him and bam, Paranoid City.
(Rachel) 'Yep.'
Absolutely. Absolutely.
This is so much fun.
This is not fun!
Look...all we're trying to say
is, don't let what happened with Carol
ruin what you've got with Emily.
The '92 Ross wouldn't.
Thanks.
Still think I was right about that whole Mark thing though.
Wha-ya-wha? You know what?
I hope Emily is a lesbian.