Monica:
Can you help me fold these napkins?
Phoebe:
Sure.
Monica:
I'm gonna go across the hall and check on the yams.
[Notices the way Pheobe is folding the napkins]
Monica:
No... no honey... Not like that, we're not a barn dance. You wanna fold them like swans like I showed you at Christmas, remember?
Phoebe:
Yeah. It all came screaming back to me.
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