Ross is upset that Rachel kissed Gavin, but is hesitant to talk with her about it. Rachel is worried that it was the wrong thing to do, and unsure about her relationship with Ross, but is hesitant to talk with him about it. Ross tries to move on; he hits on every woman around,and hooks up with a weird one (Michelle). When Ross and Rachel finally do talk, it's all negative, and Rachel decides to move back in with Joey for a while. Joey needs new head shots, and his photographer advises him to get his eyebrows waxed. The pain is too much, so he only gets one done. Chandler helps him out by doing the other one, with suprising skill. Even so, Joey looks really strange. Phoebe and Monica go to Mike's piano bar where the patrons sing. She decides to perform; the crowd really loves her, because the spotlight makes her shirt transparent.
Rachel: I kissed Gavin last night.
Monica: You kissed him?
Rachel: Yeah, it was after the party, we were on the balcony, and...
Monica: Wait, wait, wait. I was home the whole time, how did I miss that?
Phoebe: It was the end of the party, you were probably ironing wrapping paper.
Monica: Oh yeah.
Ross: Hey, check out those two blondes over there. Hey, come with me.
Chandler: Are you trying to get everyone divorced?
Ross: You don't have to do anything. It will just be easier if it's the two of us, like college. Remember? First you break the ice with some kind of a joke, so they know that you're the funny one. Then I swoop in, with some interesting converstation, so they'll see that I'm the brilliant, brooding, sexy one.
Chandler: I thought I got to make the jokes.
Chandler: Uh, hello. Hi, my name's Chandler. Uh, this is my friend Ross, right here.
Chandler: And we were wondering, uh, you know, if you're up for it -- we only need six more people for a human pyramid. [to Ross, quietly:] Swoop, swoop!
Ross: Um, so, um... Oh, hey, I noticed you're reading the paper. Another flood in Europe, huh? Um, here's a question: Would you... would you rather drown, or be burned alive?
Woman: I'm sorry, we're just leaving.
Chandler: We still got it.
Phoebe: Can you totally see through that shirt?
Mike: Like an X-ray. Bad day not to wear a bra.
Rachel: Okay, Ross, what's going on here? Are we just bringing strange women back to the apartment now?
Ross: I don't know, are we just kissing guys on balconies?
Rachel: How do you know about that?
Ross: Through the magic of sight!