Coop: I'm telling you, I've found you a match. he could be the man of your dreams.
(Phoebe is listening to music and doesn't hear him)
Coop: (taking off her headphones) Phoebe, hello. Am I making myself clear?
Phoebe: Hello, I'm working. Do you see me working?
Coop: Yeah, yeah, so am I. How about...Michael?
Coop: Also happens to be the style editor at your paper no less.
Phoebe: Which probably makes him gay, okay? I know who he is, and no thank you.
Coop: He's not gay. Trust me, I wouldn't be setting you up with him. So why don't you go out with him, huh?
Phoebe: Well, maybe because I don't like to date people at the work place. Did you ever think of that?
Coop: Mm, yeah, yeah, of course I've thought about that. I think about everything when it comes to matchmaking. Besides, you met Jason at work, and Leslie, and Dex.
Phoebe: Yeah, and those didn't go to well for me did they.
Coop: Yeah, but not because you worked with them. It's because of...you know, reasons. Anyway, I'm not asking you to marry the guy, just go out with him. Let me see how close I am to figuring you out. What have you got to lose, huh? Take a risk.
Phoebe: It's just the whole process, you know? Like dating, and then opening up to someone, and then having to tell them I'm a witch, them fainting. It's just not fun.
Coop: Ah, you are so confusing to me. I don't get it, first you tell me you don't want to date magical beings and then you don't want to date mortals. Who's left?
(Phoebe laughs at him)
Coop: Yeah, yeah, it's not funny. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a match for you, Phoebe? You are a smart, successful, gorgeous woman with a great sense of humor and amazing strength. I mean look at you, you're lounging around in a tracksuit with a pencil in your hair and glasses and you're so beautiful.
(Coop gets uncomfortable)
Coop: Yeah, yeah, you know I'm trying to see what Michael sees in you, or would see in you, if you'd go out with the guy.
Phoebe: Okay, but what about my column, and everything Piper's going through. I mean, doesn't love pale in comparison to all of that?
Coop: No, you don't get it, I don't know how many times I need to tell you. Love, doesn't pale in comparison to anything. It makes the world turn, and the flowers grow...Okay smart-aleck, do me a favor, just be open the next time love comes knocking, okay?