"He was upset?" Chandler asked. Monica nodded. It was the next day, and she had told him about her encounter with Dr. Green.

"Very. I think this whole thing is bothering him more than Rachel realizes," Monica sighed.

"Are you gonna tell her?"

"I don't think so. Not right now anyway."

"Is she going to come home soon?"

"I don't know. Oh, here's Richard," Monica said, standing up. Richard entered the coffee house and smiled upon seeing her. Her heart fluttered.

"Hey," Richard said, hugging her. "How are you?"

"I'm okay."

"Chandler," Richard nodded.

"Uh huh," Chandler said back.

"He's still adjusting to Joey being gone," Monica said, explaining away his brusqueness. A skinny man walked in then, looking around. Monica already had a strange feeling about it when he spied Chandler and joined him.

"Chandler?" the man asked.

"Yes?"

"I'm Eddie. We spoke on the phone?"

"I knew it!" Monica cried, making Chandler jump.

"Knew what?" he asked defensively.

"Yea, what?" Richard chimed in.

"You grabbed the first guy off the street, didn't you?" she asked Chandler accusingly.

"He wasn't the first," Chandler argued. "More like fifth."

"Ugh, Chandler!"

"I have business to attend to, madam," he cut her off. "Good day."

Monica growled and charged out of the coffee house, Richard on her heels.

"Why so upset?" he asked.

"Because he shouldn't have grabbed the first yoyo off the street to live with him."

"It was his fifth," Richard corrected.

"Whose side are you on?"

"Yours of course. He was an idiot for doing that," Richard bobbed his head.

"He's gonna regret it."

"He'll have to learn that on his own."

"Maybe, but it'll be me having to help him get out of his own mess," Monica grunted.

...

"Last night was really special," Rachel said, leaning on her chin. She and Ross were sitting at the table eating breakfast together. She ran her foot up his leg, making him shiver. She had returned from Leilani's house the night before on an incredible high. They had finally gone out to dinner, and she didn't hold anything back when they returned to the hotel room. Ross had made sure she was in a good place first, of course, and she had most definitely been in a really good place. He felt like his entire body was glowing. He was pretty sure a spaceship could pick him out of a crowd right now if they wanted to.

"It really was," he agreed.

"I don't think I've ever had such an intimate experience before," she went on. It truly had felt like a scene from a movie. Everything had been perfect despite it being rather spontaneous.

"Well, I...I, uh," Ross struggled. He couldn't find the right words to say. She laughed and kissed him then.

"I know," she smiled. She stood then, going to get dressed.

"Are you going back today?" he asked.

"Yes. It's my last day here. I want to spend it with her," Rachel answered. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Not at all," Ross said. "I might actually take a nap when you leave."

"Did I tire you out?" Rachel asked, lifting a brow.

"A little," he admitted sheepishly. This morning's sex had been even better than last night's. She went over to him and kissed his neck playfully.

"Get rested up," she said. "You're gonna need it later."

"Oh boy," Ross replied, getting excited.

...

"I really miss him," Joey said to Phoebe. They were at his apartment together.

"Then just move back in," Phoebe urged. "This whole thing was so stupid."

"Hey, you said before it was a great idea," Joey said, outraged.

"I'm flaky," Phoebe shrugged.

"You think I should go talk to him?"

"Yes! It's Chandler. He will talk to you."

"All right," Joey agreed.

"I should get to my clients anyway. They don't appreciate it when I'm late," Phoebe sighed.

Joey didn't wait too long after she left before grabbing his coat and heading over to Chandler's place. He was really lonely. Living by himself was not what he imagined, and he really missed having someone help pay the rent. Okay, he missed someone paying all the rent while he chipped in occasionally. He knocked on the door hesitantly, trying to quickly figure out what to say.

"Hey," Chandler said, seeing him there. "What's up?"

"I just thought I'd come visit," Joey answered.

"Cool."

Chandler moved so Joey could come inside. He saw the boxes quickly.

"Are you moving out?" he asked, surprised.

"Ah, no," Chandler said, scratching the back of his neck anxiously.

"Is that Joey guy gonna come back for this hat, or should I just toss it?" Eddie asked, coming out of Joey's room. He was holding a moose hat in his hands. Joey stared at him.

"Um, this is Joey," Chandler said, gesturing. "Joey, this is my new roommate, Eddie."

"Hey," Joey said. Eddie gave a small wave in response. He handed over the hat wordlessly, and Joey placed it on his head.

"Wanna stick around?" Chandler asked.

"Uh, no. I...I have to go to the set," Joey answered. He felt deflated. He really had ruined things. He walked out of the room and down the stairs feeling gutted.

...

Leilani was still laughing from sharing the story about her brother's tanning fiasco. He had fallen asleep on the same side two days in a row, thus he had been so burned on the one side of his body. She and Rachel were at the beach, tanning themselves. Leilani had remembered the incident because of this. They talked about other things too, of course. Leilani wanted her to know everything and anything about Anthony's legacy. Rachel drank it all in, eager to know her father the best she could.

"I really have had a wonderful time with you," Rachel said, shifting the sand with her hands slowly. "I'm very sad that I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

"Well, you can always come visit. I'm not going anywhere," Leilani said, reaching out and patting Rachel's hand. "I must admit, it's nice to have someone linked to my brother in my life. It's just me otherwise, and it gets rather lonely."

"I'm very glad we got to meet, then," Rachel smiled. "You can come visit too."

"I actually will be in New York for a book tour in the spring," Leilani nodded. "Perhaps I'll pop by."

"Sounds lovely."

"So, this Ross fellow. Is he a keeper?"

"Oh, we just started dating."

"Really? From the way he looks at you, I'd say he's loved you for a long time."

"He has. I just finally noticed," Rachel responded.

"Well, don't let him get away if he's The One," Leilani said, smiling.

"I'll do my best," Rachel chuckled. She did really care for Ross. You could almost say she did love him, but it was a bit soon for them to be saying that out loud to each other. Time would allow them an opportunity eventually.

...

"I had a great time tonight," Monica said, kissing Richard at her doorway.

"I did too," he agreed.

"You wanna come in?"

"Am I allowed?"

"Of course!"

Monica moved to open the door, and she found Chandler sitting on the floor leaning against the back of the couch staring back at her.

"Argh!" Monica shrieked, clutching her chest.

"Oh, hey Mon," Chandler said. "Richard."

"What are you doing?!"

"I miss Joey."

"No, really?" Monica asked sarcastically.

"Should I leave?" Richard questioned.

"That might be a good idea. This could take a while."

"All right. See you later," Richard said, giving her another peck before leaving. Chandler hugged himself as Monica sat on the floor beside him.

"Why did you let Eddie move in if you wanted Joey back?"

"Because I didn't think he'd want to come back."

"What changed?"

"He came over. He was so sad when he saw Eddie. I just knew then that the guy wanted to move back. I blew it, Mon."

"Well, find a way to get rid of Eddie."

"I can't think of any."

"Something will present itself soon," Monica promised. "Now, you can't hang out on my floor all night."

"Sorry."

"Go get some rest. We'll brainstorm tomorrow about what to do."

"All right."

He got up, his expression one of defeat. Monica stayed on the floor as he walked out, wondering how the hell they were going to get Eddie to go.

...

"I hate to leave," Rachel said. They were packing up the hotel room and getting ready to head to the airport.

"I know."

"Thank you again so much for coming with me," she said, stopping him for a moment so she could plant a tender kiss on his lips.

"I'm glad I came. I learned a lot about this place," Ross started. "Did you know...?"

"Shh, shh, shh," Rachel said, stopping him. "No dinosaur talk."

"It was about the leprosy settlement..."

"That's worse."

"All right, fine."

"Ugh, New York. Could you imagine if I grew up here?" Rachel asked, sighing.

"We would have never met," Ross pointed out. She looked at him.

"You're right. New York one, Hawaii zero," she laughed. "I wouldn't trade any of it."

"Glad to hear," he smiled. He zipped up the suitcase and set it on the floor. He had, of course, taken all that he could that he deemed free.

"Bye hotel," Rachel said as they walked out. Ross took her hand, and they made their way to the airport. It was time to come home.