Rachel Loses Marcel the Monkey

Now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now she used to be a man. Okay, oh look, see now there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Marcelle, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to play. Whoa. Did you poo in the shoes? Sorry, Barry. A little engagement gift. Sure you didn't register for that. You know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcelle? Because... Marcelle? Marcelle? How could you lose them? I don't know. We were watching TV and then he pooped in Monica's shoe. Wait, he pooped in my shoe? Which one? I don't know. The left one. Which ones? Oh, oh those little clunky Amish things you think go with everything. Hey. Hey. Whoa, oh why is the air in here so negative? Rachel lost Marcelle. Oh no, how? He, he pooped in my shoe. Which one? Those cute little black ones I wear all the time. Now which one? The right or left? Left one is lucky. Come on you guys, what are we gonna do? What are we gonna do? All right, all right, all right. You're a monkey. You're loose in the city. Where do you go? Okay, it's his first time out, so he's probably gonna want to do some of the touristy things. I'll go to Katz. You go to the Russian tea room. He's gonna be home any minute. He's gonna be. Okay, we'll start with the building. You guys take the first and second floor. Phoebe and I'll take third and fourth. Oh, what am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? Okay, you stay here and just wait by the phone. Spray Lysol in my shoe and wait for Ross to kill you. Anybody want to trade? What do you want? Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it? I left a Belgian waffle out here. Did you take it? No. Why would you leave your Belgian waffle in the hall? I wasn't ready for it. The monkey. Have you seen a monkey? Saw Regis Philbin once. Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. Give me your waffle. He's a black capuchin monkey with a white face with with Russian dressing and pickles on the side. Okay. Hey, how did, uh, how did it go today? Great. It went great. Really great. Hey, is that wine? Yeah. You, uh, you want some? Oh, I would love some. But you know what? You know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kind of crazy. You want to go to Newark? Uh, okay. Yeah, well, we could do that. But before we head off to the murder capital of the northeast, I was, uh, kind of wanted to run something by you. You know how we were, uh, you know, talking before about the relationships and stuff? Well. Oh, God, Ross, I cannot do this. Okay, quick and painful. Oh, God. Okay. All right. All right. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me. Oh, what? What? What? Uh, you know, Marcel, well, I, I kind of, uh, kind of lost him.