Nothing.

Okay.

I mean, I really shouldn't say.

I mean, I'm really not supposed to.

Fine.

It's a humdinger.

Well, then it's really too bad that you can't tell me.

Somebody likes you.

Ugh.

Is it Chandler?

No.

Well, then tell him to stop staring.

It's Joey.

Really?

Joey?

You don't say.

Is it something you'd be interested in?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

You know, I mean, on the one hand, mother, may I?

But, you know, on the other hand...

No.

No, I can't.

We're friends.

No.

Oh, no.

I don't want to risk what we have.

I guess that makes sense.

So you think you're gonna talk to him?

Sure, yeah.

I mean, it's Joey.

I don't want him to get hurt.

Ugh.

Well, I must say, I am on fire.

First Chandler, now Joey.

No, no, no.

Not Chandler.

Just Joey.

Sure.