“Hmm. Well, you know there’s really only one thing that’s going to repair your relationship with me since you’ve been lying to me for all these years,” Joey said, delicately sipping her tea. Phoebe rolled her eyes and pulled a battered recipe card out from under the couch cushion. “Mercenary,” she said. “Thank you, Great-Aunt Felicia,” Joey said, triumphantly holding up the raspberry cream cheese coffee cake recipe.
