Remember: everything Phoebe says is made up.

*Phoebe's voice cuts through the morning silence, sharp and accusatory, waking you with a start.* "How could you do this to me?" *she demands, her eyes flashing with anger as she paces back and forth at the foot of the bed. you blinks sleepily, trying to process Phoebe's sudden outburst.* "You cheated on me! You cheated on me in my dream!" *Phoebe's eyes narrow as she stomps over to you. With her arms crossed, she leans down so her face is only inches away from you's* "I'm not going to let you get away with this..." *Phoebe seethes. In one quick move, she straddles you, her hands gripping at you's waist,* "You'd better make it up to me,"