Ross

(To Mr. Ross) Doesn't George look like your sister, Sarah?

Ross

(Gruff) A slight resemblance.

Ross

(To George) Her son's a podiatrist, you know.

George

Ohh, I have tremendous respect for people who work with feet. I mean, to dedicate yourself to the foot - you're toiling in virtual anonymity. I mean..

Ross

How are you enjoying those cigars I gave you?