"Since you four are over here anyway, why don't you help us with the dishes?" Monica asked. She and Chandler agreed that from now on, they were going out for special occasions. 'Out' as in New Jersey.

"No, we're good," Phoebe said from the couch. She was busy entertaining Joey, Rachael, and Ross with her "Smelly Cat" song on her guitar.

"Ah, Phoebe!" Rachael said. "Of course we'll help you, Monica. Come on, Ross."

"I'll just stay here with Phoebe and Joey," Ross said. He received a death glare. "Okay, okay, I'm coming…"

"I'm hungry," Joey said. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a suspicious-looking glass of yellow liquid. "Chandler, have you been peeing in a cup again? Why do you do that?"

"Chandler, I thought I told you to stop those weird experiments," Monica huffed.

"What?" Chandler said indignantly. "That's lemonade! I didn't like it because it was too sugary."

"Oh, okay then!" Joey took a sip. "It's fat!"

Ross laughed. "Again?"

"Oh, Ross, remember that time I almost made you drink the fat?" Rachael asked.

"Ohihah, ah oo oe ahah ei ah e ah ith?" Joey asked while he wiped his tongue on a towel.

"What?"

"Why do you always keep fat in the fridge?"

"So that you or Ross will drink it," Monica said.

"Well, that's not very nice," Phoebe said. "Why would you do that?"

"I was just kidding."

"Oh, okay then. Ooh! I have an idea! Why don't we play poker?"

Nobody had a better idea, so they all sat in the family room, and Rachael on Ross' lap.

"Oh, look how cute that is," Monica said. "Chandler, come here."

"Hey, now I feel left out," Phoebe complained. But then she gave Joey a winning smile… ;) "Hey, Joey, your lap is more comfortable than I thought it would be… It's like, sitting on a toilet seat."

"What, ew!" Ross said. "Toilet seats aren't even comfortable!"

"Well, then why on earth do you take so long in the bathroom, Ross?" Rachael asked, rolling her eyes.

Ross' face reddened. "Rachael, I told you about my little problem," he whispered in her ear. Ross seemed to have a lot of little problems and abnormalities, but all Rachael ever did was make fun of him for them.

"Aw, sweetie, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," she said condescendingly. She gave him a peck on his cheek, and began dealing the cards, five to each person. They were playing five-card draw. "What should we use for money?"

Joey was the first to come up with an idea. "I know, popcorn!"

"Joey, we don't have any popcorn," Monica said. "We could use Monopoly money!" She got up and ran to her neatly stacked pile of Monopoly money in an extremely organized cabinet nearby.

"That's boring," Phoebe said. "Oh, I know! Let's use tikis!"

They all stared at her in amazement. "How can you possibly play poker with tikis, especially with six people?" Chandler asked.

"You'll just have to watch and see!" She jumped up and ran across the hall to her apartment only to return a few seconds later with a large cardboard box. She set it down on the floor and opened up the top flaps and pulled a little wooden tiki out. "Here you go, Mr. – uh – 'I-don't-believe-anything-until-I-see-it'!" Phoebe said quickly. She gave Chandler a tiki, who looked at it with wonder.

"It looks like Ross!" he exclaimed.

"What? No, it doesn't!" Ross said angrily. "Give me that!" He snatched it from Chandler and glared at the tiki.

Monica stood behind Ross to get a better look at the tiki in his hand, and began laughing. "That looks like the face you made in your seventh grade school photo!"

Joey laughed. "Joey, you've never seen that picture…" Monica said.

"What? Oh. I was laughing at something I just remembered." He began chuckling again.

"That's sort of creepy," Ross said. Everyone else agreed.

"You know, Ross, that tiki looks like a face you made once when we were… you know…" She began giggling.

"Eww, Rachael!" Monica snapped. She went into the kitchen so she could run water through her ears.

"Okay, I do not look like that, and I have never made a face like that. Ever." Ross wasn't going to tolerate any more teasing tonight. He looked down glumly.

"Oh, Ross, you're so hot when you're all annoyed like that," Rachael growled, suddenly having the urge to make out with him in front of their four friends. Chandler began scooting down the couch and quickly jumped to his feet as Rachael forced her lover down on his back, missing coming into contact with Ross' and Rachael's heads by inches. Both of their cards went flying to the floor.

"Woah, baby!" Joey said, cheering them on. Phoebe looked on with quiet interest. "Rachael has a pair of aces," she pointed out.

Monica returned from washing her ears out. "Eww!" she said yet again. "Oh come on, can't you two control yourselves?" She couldn't help but to straighten a couch pillow that was knocked aside in their lust.

Ross sat up, bringing Rachael with him, and lightly pushed her away, although he was enjoying this a lot. He made a few short noises as he regained his breath. "Um," he said, his voice cracking, "Let's play poker. Ante up." They each placed one tiki in the center of the table.