ps, Pheebs!</p>

<p><b>Monica:</b> (overhearing that) Why don't you just go out with her!</p>

<p>(Chandler starts to follow her into the kitchen.)</p>

<p><b>Phoebe:</b> (following him) And did you notice the ice? (Gestures to 3 huge buckets
of ice on the table.) Look! We have it all! We have crushed! Cubed! And dry! Watch! (Pours
some water onto the dry ice, causing it to evaporate/smoke.) Ahhh! Mystical!</p>

<p><b>Chandler:</b> Awesome!</p>

<p><b>Monica:</b> Chandler! Everyone--no one's eating my Tusca