Chandler: (handing Rachel a stack of mail) Oh, hey, Rachel, sweetheart... you have got to tell the post office that you moved, okay? We're still getting all your bills and stuff.
Rachel: Oh... Ooh! Ooh! Pottery Barn! (handing everything else to Chandler) You can throw the rest away.
Chandler: I am not your garbage man... I'm your mailman.