So we do, Supergirl.

No, it's me, Phoebe.

Monica, can I talk to you for a second?

Listen, I appreciate you getting me the costume⏤

Oh, you did this to him?

What? I thought he'd love it; his favorite kid's book was "The Velveteen Rabbit".

"The Velveteen Rabbit" was brown and white!

Well, it was either a pink bunny or no bunny at all.

No bunny at all. Always no bunny at all!

- Hey! - You didn't dress up either?

Yes, I did. I'm Chandler.

Dude, what happened?

- How is that me? - Okay. [clears throat]

I'm Chandler. Mwaaaarrh...

Oh! That is so you!

When have I ever done that?

When have I ever done that? Mwaaaarrh...

- Trick or treat! - Oh!

Ah... well, you're just the prettiest ballerina I've ever seen.

Thank you.

Oh, wow! That deserves another piece of candy.

- Thank you. - Ya-hah...

Well, I have to say, that earns two-two pieces of candy.

I... love you!

Oh, oh!

Aw... honey, here, take it all.

Monica? We need more candy.

What? There's only been, like, four kids.

Yeah, I know, but one of them just said that she love me, so I just gave her everything.

Huh! No wonder you're pregnant.

- Hey. - Hey.

What are you supposed to be?

Remember the Russian satellite, Sputnik?

Well, I'm a potato.

Or a "spud".

And these are my antennae.

So Sputnik becomes...

...Spud-nik. Spud-nik!

Wow, I don't have the worst costume anymore!

Hey, alright! Ross came as doodie!

- No, I'm... I'm not doodie. - No, space-doodie.