Chandler Bing

I wanna say you, but it seems like such an easy answer.

Three years of modern dance with Twyla Tharp?

So would I have to provide the grapes?

And then you click it and, uh-oh, she's naked.

Honey, just relax. It's gonna be fine.

- What? - Mr. Dickens gets to pick them.

Well, why don't you send her a musical bug?

What is that?

Well, can you, like, dance at all?

All right, look, you're gonna have to go there yourself now, okay?

Oh, no, you already did that.

Uh, Joey, I don't think you get to pick the cities.

Ahem. Anyway, when he left he forgot to take the poem with him.

All right. I suppose I can wait a day.

And then you click it again and she's dressed.

She starts thinking, "Maybe this is the guy for me because he understands me."

I think the only reason he's getting married is so he can see a stripper.