Joey: (to Chandler, who's trying to stop him from hitting on the hot nanny) Why are you doing this, huh? Did Ross tell you not to let me go over there?
Chandler: Yes, as a matter of fact he did... so I can't let you go.
Joey: Huh. Interesting. Now there are obstacles. Hot nanny and me against the world. This is the kind of stuff great novels are made of.
Chandler: Great novels?
Joey: Fine. Mediocre porn.