Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and then she's here to buy a dress to impress another guy?
I wish there was an easier way for us to have a child, but there isn't one.
Phoebe and I were in the dressing room. Gosh, it's just such a small world.
You know, Monica's mom.
All right, as long as it's under control.
I think I feel okay about it.
Ugh. Sexual politics!
Oh, friends first, drunk in London, you know the story.
It was me who fell asleep.
Excuse me?
Remember how I was trying to achieve...
Well, some things are just hard to say to your face.
That is so sweet.
Because we love you, Dr. Connelly, but we don't want you to be our child.
Great, because I gotta get out of here. The smell of beets is killing me.
I'm so bad at picking out clothes.
- Why? - I don't know.
I think I can safely say that we all have family issues, work and/or are sick.
Yeah.
Pain in the ass!
Okay.