Greed
PLEASE READ A/N
"A/N: I have been getting reviews from a person, and I just wanted to say: Hey Emma fan: I know that you TRULY didn't like my story, and everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but I don't take it too well when someone complains about my writing and THEN gives me suggestions. I don't care if you don't like my work, and I could care less if you read it or not! I have people who read my stuff everyday and tell me how much I love it, and I'm NOT going to stop writing it because I LOVE THESE PEOPLE AND I WILL NOT LET THEM DOWN! LOL~ (Examples: RnRlovers4ever, Rachel4Ross, Joey and Phoebe Fan, Lobster lover, Jenni Geller Bing, Princess of the Phone Booth, Allison, Jenniferfan 100, RRandCM, VeroGeller, etc! Either way, I LOVE YOU ALL:) But DO NOT say stuff about it and THEN give me suggestions because OBVIOUSLY I'm not going to take it.
HAVE A NICE DAY!!!
The next day, Joey and Phoebe were late for work, arriving together. This didn't raise Ross' suspicions because he had something else, or someone else on his mind. Joey entered Ross' office for the morning grosses.
"...And THAT raised our company outcome by 7%. In the connection depart...who is she?" Joey asked with a smug grin on his face, noticing that Ross was staring off into space again.
"Whose who?" Ross asked puzzled.
"The girl? The one you're fantasizing about right this second?" Joey asked again. Ross looked at Joey, like he was about to tell him, and then burst into laughter.
"Me? Right. I have time for women?" Ross chuckled. Joey gave him a funny look, and then continued to tell him the daily incomings and outgoings. Ross, once again, began to daydream. Joey sighed and folded up his laser pointer. Ross snapped back.
"Wh-what are you doing?" He asked. Joey looked t him.
"I'm going to come back later, once you're done having your head in the clouds." He paused. "Obviously you are crazy over this girl, don't be ashamed. Someday, I might even find a girl to tame me." Joey joked. Ross smiled.
"Yea, tell Phoebe I said hi, by the way." Ross leaned back staring at Joey with a knowing look. Joey just half smiled and left the office.
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"So, how did it go? Did you seduce him? Is he dropping the charges?" Monica asked. Rachel looked at her and laughed.
"You know what? I completely forgot to even so much as bring up the charges." Rachel was a little shocked herself that she had forgotten to do the main thing she had even gone there for. Well, at least the second thing.
"How could you forget? Rachel, we were counting on you! Do I have to go and do it myself?" Monica screeched.
"Mon-Monica, you're getting all screechy again. And no, I will just go back there, during lunch and straighten this whole situation out." Rachel said, nodding. Monica sighed.
"Fine, but Rachel you have to do this for us! I cannot go to jail! I would be someone's bitch!"
"Aww Mon, you don't have to worry about that, you ARE the bitch." Rachel said comfortingly. Monica glanced at her, then returned to the paperwork she had to complete.
Rachel walked into Chandler's office to let him know that she needed to extend her lunch hour. Chandler waved her off as soon as she had entered, he was on the phone. Rachel usually would have gone outside and waited, but being particularly curious, she waited outside the doorway listening. She heard him talking in a hurt tone, along with a lot of passion. He could either be talking to Mr. Geller, or his fiancée. Finally, he asked whoever he was talking to, 'Are you sure this is what you want?" And then he sighed. Soon she heard him set the phone onto the receiver, and Rachel entered again.
"Mr. Bing?" She asked. Chandler looked up.
"Yes Rachel?" He asked emotionless. She couldn't really read him at the time. His face was just serious. She didn't know what was going on.
"I- uh, I need to extend my lunch hour today." She said simply. Chandler just nodded.
"Take as long as you like." Rachel reluctantly walked out of the room, and took a cab to Gleemonex.
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Rachel walked up to Phoebe, who was sitting behind her desk with her headset on, flipping through a magazine. Rachel waited for Phoebe to help her, but when she didn't, Rachel cleared her throat loudly. Phoebe looked up.
"Can I help you?" She said cordially. Rachel nodded.
"I need to see Mr. Geller?" She said simply. Phoebe looked at her.
"I'm sorry, do you have an appointment?" She asked. Rachel stalled.
"Well, no, but I really need to talk to him..." She tried. Phoebe looked at her and tried to find some sort of sympathy within herself, and succeeded.
"Okay, I'll give you some time, but you only have 20 minutes. That's when his next meeting starts. Now, hold on I need to beep you in." She said as she hit the intercom to Ross' office.
"Yea, Ross?" She asked. It as silent for a moment, then he came on.
"Yup?" He asked. Phoebe looked up at Rachel then at the intercom.
"There is an attractive woman here to see you." She said teasingly. Ross laughed.
"What's her name?" He asked.
"Rachel." Rachel informed Phoebe. Phoebe nodded.
"Yea, she stated it is Rachel. She's from Arcom." She added.
"Oh, yea let her in." Ross said mildly enthusiastically. Phoebe motioned for Rachel to enter. Rachel walked into the large office she had just been at hours ago and sat in the chair across from Ross' desk, crossing her legs and setting her briefcase down. Ross smiled.
"So, what can I do you for?" He asked half jokingly. Rachel smiled beneath her scowl.
"I wanted to talk to you about business. Arcom VS Gleemonex. It's a bit ridiculous, isn't it?" She asked.
"Oh, I see. You are the one who has to do all the dirty work for Arcom, aren't you?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" Rachel snipped. Ross Leaned back.
"Doesn't it ever bother you that they use you as a piece of meat?" He asked. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Still, don't know what you're talking about." She said a bit annoyed.
"Miss Green, your company is using you as a decoy to the enemy. Hell, we do it too. Phoebe went over to Arcom while you were here last night." He smiled. "Good job convincing, by the way." He added. Rachel flipped her hair.
"Back to why I'm here." She started. Ross looked at her.
"Do you want to go out for some lunch?" He asked. Rachel looked at him angrily.
"Excuse me, but I came here for a reason." She spat. Ross smiled.
"There's time for that later, come on." He said going over to the door. He stepped out. "Hey, Phoebe, cancel all of my meetings for the next two hours, ask if we can reschedule." He said looking at Rachel.
"Sure thing, Mr. Geller." Phoebe said picking up her phone. Ross dragged Rachel out of Gleemonex.
Rachel sat silently in Ross car. It was a nice car. She wasn't sure what kind it was, though. She looked over at him, then back at the road ahead. Ross pulled in to the parking lot of Baja Fresh, and both walked to the door. Once seated and waiting for their food, Rachel tried again to convince Ross to drop the charges.
"Mr. Geller-"
"Please, call me Ross."
"Okay, Ross. Listen, Monica, or Ms. Geller, knows she made a mistake. You know how it is in this business. Push and pull, give and take, right and wrong. You just don't know which one to chose." She attempted.
"Rachel, you make some good points, I want you to think about joining the Gleemonex team. Higher pay, better hours, a cleaner reputation...." He tried to convince.
"Are you offering me a job?" She said a bit offended. Ross shook his head.
"No, actually, I have something for you to take back to your company president. Gleemonex would like to buy Arcom." He said before thanking the waiter for their food.
"You want to BUY Arcom?" She questioned. Ross nodded slowly.
"I THINK that's what I just said."
"Mr. Bing will never go for it, you know that right?" She tried. Ross didn't listen.
"I think it would be best for your company."
"To put t to sleep? To leave more than 500 people out of a job? Well that's just peachy keen for Gleemonex, but what about us?" She snapped. Ross was expecting this kind of reaction.
"Listen, Mr. Bing and I would go on parts for the company. No one would be higher than the other. We could work together and make the biggest and best website company ever." He smiled. Rachel thought of this. It wouldn't be so bad.
"You have one SUCKY trait." She sighed.
"What's that?"
"Getting people to listen to you." She smiled. "So, are you going to drop the charges?" She asked. Ross leaned back again.
"Is Gleemonex buying Arcom?"
"I'll see what I can do."
"Then that's my answer too." He smiled smugly.
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"Rachel hasn't come back and it's after closing time." Monica informed Chandler. Chandler shrugged.
"So? Arcom is going to shit anyways." He said sadly.
"Chandler, you have been like this for hours, what is wrong?" Monica asked. Chandler looked at her from his desk.
"I talked to my fiancée at 12:00. Yea, or should I say, ex-fiancée." He added. Monica gasped.
"Why?"
"She met someone else. An old boyfriend, I don't know. I guess it was all kind of ridiculous anyways." He sighed.
"Chandler, I know it must be hard." She sighed.
"I just want something to get my mind off of it. I just want-" He paused.
"What?" She asked.
"Sex." He shrugged simply. "Just harmless, fun sex. No strings attached." He said rubbing his head.
"Sex?" She asked, smiling a bit.
"Yup. Where can I get that?" He asked. Monica smiled.
"Main Street." She joked. Chandler looked out his window.
"I'm sorry I always ignored the signs." He almost whispered. Monica looked at him strangely.
"What signs?" She asked.
"The signs that showed that you were in love with me."
XOXOELIZBETHXOXO
More soon, sorry it took so long, ideas welcome!
PLEASE READ A/N
"A/N: I have been getting reviews from a person, and I just wanted to say: Hey Emma fan: I know that you TRULY didn't like my story, and everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but I don't take it too well when someone complains about my writing and THEN gives me suggestions. I don't care if you don't like my work, and I could care less if you read it or not! I have people who read my stuff everyday and tell me how much I love it, and I'm NOT going to stop writing it because I LOVE THESE PEOPLE AND I WILL NOT LET THEM DOWN! LOL~ (Examples: RnRlovers4ever, Rachel4Ross, Joey and Phoebe Fan, Lobster lover, Jenni Geller Bing, Princess of the Phone Booth, Allison, Jenniferfan 100, RRandCM, VeroGeller, etc! Either way, I LOVE YOU ALL:) But DO NOT say stuff about it and THEN give me suggestions because OBVIOUSLY I'm not going to take it.
HAVE A NICE DAY!!!
The next day, Joey and Phoebe were late for work, arriving together. This didn't raise Ross' suspicions because he had something else, or someone else on his mind. Joey entered Ross' office for the morning grosses.
"...And THAT raised our company outcome by 7%. In the connection depart...who is she?" Joey asked with a smug grin on his face, noticing that Ross was staring off into space again.
"Whose who?" Ross asked puzzled.
"The girl? The one you're fantasizing about right this second?" Joey asked again. Ross looked at Joey, like he was about to tell him, and then burst into laughter.
"Me? Right. I have time for women?" Ross chuckled. Joey gave him a funny look, and then continued to tell him the daily incomings and outgoings. Ross, once again, began to daydream. Joey sighed and folded up his laser pointer. Ross snapped back.
"Wh-what are you doing?" He asked. Joey looked t him.
"I'm going to come back later, once you're done having your head in the clouds." He paused. "Obviously you are crazy over this girl, don't be ashamed. Someday, I might even find a girl to tame me." Joey joked. Ross smiled.
"Yea, tell Phoebe I said hi, by the way." Ross leaned back staring at Joey with a knowing look. Joey just half smiled and left the office.
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"So, how did it go? Did you seduce him? Is he dropping the charges?" Monica asked. Rachel looked at her and laughed.
"You know what? I completely forgot to even so much as bring up the charges." Rachel was a little shocked herself that she had forgotten to do the main thing she had even gone there for. Well, at least the second thing.
"How could you forget? Rachel, we were counting on you! Do I have to go and do it myself?" Monica screeched.
"Mon-Monica, you're getting all screechy again. And no, I will just go back there, during lunch and straighten this whole situation out." Rachel said, nodding. Monica sighed.
"Fine, but Rachel you have to do this for us! I cannot go to jail! I would be someone's bitch!"
"Aww Mon, you don't have to worry about that, you ARE the bitch." Rachel said comfortingly. Monica glanced at her, then returned to the paperwork she had to complete.
Rachel walked into Chandler's office to let him know that she needed to extend her lunch hour. Chandler waved her off as soon as she had entered, he was on the phone. Rachel usually would have gone outside and waited, but being particularly curious, she waited outside the doorway listening. She heard him talking in a hurt tone, along with a lot of passion. He could either be talking to Mr. Geller, or his fiancée. Finally, he asked whoever he was talking to, 'Are you sure this is what you want?" And then he sighed. Soon she heard him set the phone onto the receiver, and Rachel entered again.
"Mr. Bing?" She asked. Chandler looked up.
"Yes Rachel?" He asked emotionless. She couldn't really read him at the time. His face was just serious. She didn't know what was going on.
"I- uh, I need to extend my lunch hour today." She said simply. Chandler just nodded.
"Take as long as you like." Rachel reluctantly walked out of the room, and took a cab to Gleemonex.
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Rachel walked up to Phoebe, who was sitting behind her desk with her headset on, flipping through a magazine. Rachel waited for Phoebe to help her, but when she didn't, Rachel cleared her throat loudly. Phoebe looked up.
"Can I help you?" She said cordially. Rachel nodded.
"I need to see Mr. Geller?" She said simply. Phoebe looked at her.
"I'm sorry, do you have an appointment?" She asked. Rachel stalled.
"Well, no, but I really need to talk to him..." She tried. Phoebe looked at her and tried to find some sort of sympathy within herself, and succeeded.
"Okay, I'll give you some time, but you only have 20 minutes. That's when his next meeting starts. Now, hold on I need to beep you in." She said as she hit the intercom to Ross' office.
"Yea, Ross?" She asked. It as silent for a moment, then he came on.
"Yup?" He asked. Phoebe looked up at Rachel then at the intercom.
"There is an attractive woman here to see you." She said teasingly. Ross laughed.
"What's her name?" He asked.
"Rachel." Rachel informed Phoebe. Phoebe nodded.
"Yea, she stated it is Rachel. She's from Arcom." She added.
"Oh, yea let her in." Ross said mildly enthusiastically. Phoebe motioned for Rachel to enter. Rachel walked into the large office she had just been at hours ago and sat in the chair across from Ross' desk, crossing her legs and setting her briefcase down. Ross smiled.
"So, what can I do you for?" He asked half jokingly. Rachel smiled beneath her scowl.
"I wanted to talk to you about business. Arcom VS Gleemonex. It's a bit ridiculous, isn't it?" She asked.
"Oh, I see. You are the one who has to do all the dirty work for Arcom, aren't you?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" Rachel snipped. Ross Leaned back.
"Doesn't it ever bother you that they use you as a piece of meat?" He asked. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Still, don't know what you're talking about." She said a bit annoyed.
"Miss Green, your company is using you as a decoy to the enemy. Hell, we do it too. Phoebe went over to Arcom while you were here last night." He smiled. "Good job convincing, by the way." He added. Rachel flipped her hair.
"Back to why I'm here." She started. Ross looked at her.
"Do you want to go out for some lunch?" He asked. Rachel looked at him angrily.
"Excuse me, but I came here for a reason." She spat. Ross smiled.
"There's time for that later, come on." He said going over to the door. He stepped out. "Hey, Phoebe, cancel all of my meetings for the next two hours, ask if we can reschedule." He said looking at Rachel.
"Sure thing, Mr. Geller." Phoebe said picking up her phone. Ross dragged Rachel out of Gleemonex.
Rachel sat silently in Ross car. It was a nice car. She wasn't sure what kind it was, though. She looked over at him, then back at the road ahead. Ross pulled in to the parking lot of Baja Fresh, and both walked to the door. Once seated and waiting for their food, Rachel tried again to convince Ross to drop the charges.
"Mr. Geller-"
"Please, call me Ross."
"Okay, Ross. Listen, Monica, or Ms. Geller, knows she made a mistake. You know how it is in this business. Push and pull, give and take, right and wrong. You just don't know which one to chose." She attempted.
"Rachel, you make some good points, I want you to think about joining the Gleemonex team. Higher pay, better hours, a cleaner reputation...." He tried to convince.
"Are you offering me a job?" She said a bit offended. Ross shook his head.
"No, actually, I have something for you to take back to your company president. Gleemonex would like to buy Arcom." He said before thanking the waiter for their food.
"You want to BUY Arcom?" She questioned. Ross nodded slowly.
"I THINK that's what I just said."
"Mr. Bing will never go for it, you know that right?" She tried. Ross didn't listen.
"I think it would be best for your company."
"To put t to sleep? To leave more than 500 people out of a job? Well that's just peachy keen for Gleemonex, but what about us?" She snapped. Ross was expecting this kind of reaction.
"Listen, Mr. Bing and I would go on parts for the company. No one would be higher than the other. We could work together and make the biggest and best website company ever." He smiled. Rachel thought of this. It wouldn't be so bad.
"You have one SUCKY trait." She sighed.
"What's that?"
"Getting people to listen to you." She smiled. "So, are you going to drop the charges?" She asked. Ross leaned back again.
"Is Gleemonex buying Arcom?"
"I'll see what I can do."
"Then that's my answer too." He smiled smugly.
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"Rachel hasn't come back and it's after closing time." Monica informed Chandler. Chandler shrugged.
"So? Arcom is going to shit anyways." He said sadly.
"Chandler, you have been like this for hours, what is wrong?" Monica asked. Chandler looked at her from his desk.
"I talked to my fiancée at 12:00. Yea, or should I say, ex-fiancée." He added. Monica gasped.
"Why?"
"She met someone else. An old boyfriend, I don't know. I guess it was all kind of ridiculous anyways." He sighed.
"Chandler, I know it must be hard." She sighed.
"I just want something to get my mind off of it. I just want-" He paused.
"What?" She asked.
"Sex." He shrugged simply. "Just harmless, fun sex. No strings attached." He said rubbing his head.
"Sex?" She asked, smiling a bit.
"Yup. Where can I get that?" He asked. Monica smiled.
"Main Street." She joked. Chandler looked out his window.
"I'm sorry I always ignored the signs." He almost whispered. Monica looked at him strangely.
"What signs?" She asked.
"The signs that showed that you were in love with me."
XOXOELIZBETHXOXO
More soon, sorry it took so long, ideas welcome!