(Later in Ross' apartment. Monica is sitting on the couch reading a magazine.)

MONICA
Ross, hurry up we are going to be late!

ROSS
I'll be out in a minute.

(Suddenly the phone rings.)

ROSS
Can you get that?

(Monica picks up the phone.)

MONICA
Hello…

VOICE
Hello honey.

MONICA
Mom, how are you?

MOM
Good, things are good here. How is our little star?

MONICA
Awww. Mom don't call me your little star, I'm not five years old.

MOM
Actually, I was referring to your brother.

MONICA
Oh. I knew that. He's getting ready, hold on.

(Covers the phone, and shouts) MONICA
Ross! It's mom!

(Ross walks out of his room dressed in a tuxedo. He runs to the phone.)

ROSS
Hi Mom.

MOM
Honey, good luck, and don't embarrass your father and I. Don't tell any stories about marriage and lesbians and everything will be fine.

(In the background Ross' dad shouts.) DAD
And pregnancy

MOM
And pregnancy.

ROSS
Gotcha. Anyways got to go mom.

MOM
Good luck honey.
(Ross hangs up the phone.)

MONICA
Why are you wearing a tuxedo?

ROSS
I don't know.

MONICA
Whatever. We have to leave, now!