Phoebe Somehow Becomes Chandler's Secretary

Hello, Rachel. Get off! Gimme! Can you see me operating a drill press? I don't know. What are you wearing? Babes, why would you want to operate a drill press? Just for some short-term work. You know, till I get back some of my massage clients. Pirates again? No. Nothing like that. Just... such a dummy. I taught this Massage Yourself at Home workshop. And they are. Hey, hey, Chance, she could work for you. Thanks, Joey. That's a good idea. Well, I could. I could do it. What is it? Well, my secretary's gonna be out for a couple of weeks. She's having one of her boobs reduced. It's a whole big boob story. I could be a secretary. Well, you know, Pheebs, I don't know if it's your kind of thing, because it involves a lot of being normal... for a large portion of the day. I could do that. What are you playing with? Oh, it's my new beeper. What the hell does a paleontologist need a beeper for? Is it like for dinosaur emergencies? Help! Come quick! They're still extinct! No, it's for when Carol goes into labor. She can get me wherever I am. You know, all she has to do is dial 55 Jimbo. A cool phone number and a possible name for the kid. Can you hear that? Yeah. That'll stop when you pick up the phone. Oh! Mr. Bing's office. No, I'm sorry, he's in a meeting right now. Will he know what this is in reference to? And he has your number. All right, I'll see that he gets the message. Bye-bye. Ross says hi. Ah. This is so fun! All right, what do we do now? Well, now I actually have to get to work. Most likely. Okay, I'm gonna be out there. Okay. All right. Bye-bye. Yes? Whatcha doing? I didn't tell anybody that I knew you. Why not? Well, because, you know. They don't like you. What? I thought you knew that. No. Who doesn't like me? Everyone. Except for, um... No, everyone. What are you talking about? Don't feel bad. You know, they used to like you a lot. But then you got promoted and, you know, now you're all like Mr. Bossman. You know, Mr. Bing. Mr. Bing. Bossman Bing. I can't believe it. Yeah, yeah, they even do you. They do me? You know, like, um, okay. Um, could that report be any later? I don't sound like that. Oh, oh, Jim. Yeah, you do. The hills are alive with the sound... ...of music. My scone! Okay, I don't sound like that. That is so not true. That is so not... That... Oh, shut up! And I think last night was great. You know, the karaoke thing. Tracy and I doing Ebony and Ivory. You were great. But they still made fun of you. What? You know, now you're more like, you know, Mr. Caring Boss. Mr., you know, I'm one of you, Boss. Mr., I want to be your buddy, Bossman Bing. Then I don't get it. Well, you know what, Chandler? I think you just gotta face it. You're like the guy in the big office, you know? You're the one that hires them and fires them. They still say you're a great boss. They do? Uh-huh. But they're not your friends anymore. But I just want to... No, but you can't. But I just want... Nuh-uh.