Juliet: O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, From off the battlements of any tower, Or walk in theivish ways, or bid me lurk Where serpents are. (78-81)
Friar Lawrence: Take though this vial, being then in bed, And this distilling liquor drink thou off... (95-96)
Paris: Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse you. Till then, adieu... (43-44)
Juliet meets Paris briefly at Friar Lawrence's cell and treats him indifferently before seeking FL's advice to stop her impending marriage to Paris. His solution includes Juliet taking a potion to fake her death so she can, afterwards, run away to Mantua with Romeo.