Rachel: (to Ross, about the sex of his unborn child) I can't believe you don't want to know. I mean, I couldn't not know, I mean, if, if the doctor knows, and Carol knows, and Susan knows....
Monica: ...and Monica knows.
Ross: What? Hey, how could you know? I don't even know!
Monica: Carol called me to thank me for the lasagna, I asked, she told me.
Joey: (secretively to Monica) So what's it gonna be?
(Monica whispers in Joey's ear and Ross waves frantically in protest)
Ross: Wait, oh, hey, huh! Oh, great! Now he knows, and I don't know?!
Monica: I'm sorry, I'm just excited about being an aunt!
Joey: ...or an uncle.