Phoebe: Do you know that I couldn't sleep for, like, a month because I got a dot of ink on one of the sofa cushions? Monica: Well, you could have just turned the cushion over. Phoebe: I would have, except I had a big spaghetti stain on the other side. Monica: What?! Phoebe: See, this is what I'm talking about. I need to live in a land where people can spill! Monica: You can spill . . . in the sink.