Are we greeting each other this way now?

Because I like that.

Look, I cleaned.

I did the windows.

I did the floors.

I've even used all those attachments on the vacuum, except for that little round one with the bristles, I don't know what that's for.

Oh yeah, nobody knows.

And we're not supposed to ask.

Oh, what do you think?

Very clean.

Great, really, it looks great.

Very clean.

Very clean.

Oh, I, I see you moved the green ottoman.

How did that happen?

I don't know, I thought it looked better there.

And I, and also it's an extra cedar on the coffee table.

Yeah, it's interesting.

But you know what?

Just for fun, let's see what it looked like in the old spot.

And just to compare.

See, ha, well, it looks good there too.

Let's just leave it there for a while.

Can't believe you're trying to move the green ottoman.

Thank God you didn't try to fan out the magazines, I mean, she'll scratch your eyes right out.

Guys, I am not that bad.

Yeah, you are, Monica.

Remember when I lived with you, you were like a little, you know, ree, ree, ree, ree, ree, ree, ree.

That is so unfair.

Oh, come on, when we were kids, yours was the only raggedy Ann doll that wasn't raggedy.

Okay, so I'm responsible, I'm organized, but hey, I can be a cook.

All right, you madcap gal.

Try to imagine this, the phone bill arrives.

But you don't pay it right away.

Why not?

Because you're a cook.

Instead, you wait until they send you a notice.

I could do that.

Okay, okay.

Then you let me go grocery shopping and I buy laundry detergent, but it's not the one with the easy pour spout.

Why would someone do that?

One might wonder.

Someone's left a glass on the coffee table, there's no coaster, it's a cold drink, it's a hot day.

Little beads of condensation are inching their way closer and closer to the surface of the wood.

Stop it.

Oh my God, it's true, who am I?

Monica, you are mom.

Ree, ree, ree, ree, ree, ree, ree.

I'm going to go to bed, guys.

All right.

Good night, Monica.

Mon, you're going to leave your shoes out here?

Uh-huh.

Really, just casually strewn about in that reckless haphazard manner?

Doesn't matter, I'll get them tomorrow, or not.

Whenever.

She is a cook.

Unless I get them and then wake up really early and put them back.

I need help.