How do you think should try to fix the spoon before Phoebe finds out?
"I’m telling you, it’s over," Phoebe announced, her voice trembling with betrayal. "We are no longer on speaking terms."
The situation peaked when Rachel walked in with a Thai peanut salad. Phoebe gasped, pointing a finger at the bowl. "Traitor! You’re eating the glue of the devil!" "Phoebe, it’s just lunch," Rachel sighed. [S5E4] The One Where Phoebe Hates PB
"You and the peanut butter?" Joey asked, reaching for the jar. "Because if you’re done, I’m just starting. We’re in the honeymoon phase."
The gang was gathered at Central Perk, but the usual cozy vibe was replaced by a thick, palpable tension. Phoebe was staring down a jar of organic peanut butter on the coffee table as if it were a sentient villain. How do you think should try to fix
"That’s what they want you to think!" Phoebe grabbed her coat. "I’m going to go talk to the squirrels in the park. They need to know their cousins are being processed into a paste of lies."
"Tell her what? That we murdered her spoon with the very substance she currently believes is an agent of evil?" Chandler hissed back. "We’ll be next! She’ll think we’re 'sticky' too!" Phoebe gasped, pointing a finger at the bowl
As she stormed out, Joey finally unscrewed the lid. "More for me," he muttered, while Monica and Chandler began frantically looking for superglue, praying the "peanut butter curse" didn't extend to home repairs.