Rachel:Ross! Chandler wrote something about me on his computer and he won't let me see!
Ross:He won't he won't. Because, isn't that, the short story, you were writing?
Chandler:Yes, yes it is, the short story... that I was writing.
Rachel:Well, let me read it!
Ross, Chandler, Joey:NO.
Rachel:Come ON!
Joey:Hey, uh, why don't you read it... to her?
Chandler:All right! Uh... It was summer... and it was hot. Rachel was there. A lonely grey couch. "Oh look!" cried Ned. And then, the kingdom was his forever THE END.
Ross:That's it that's all you wrote? You're the worst writer in the whole world!
