AN: Hey, ooh look at me. I'm watching my Friends 5th Season DVD!! TOW Ross
Flirts. Hehe.
Chandler: Uh Joey's grandmother is right here. Monica: Is that the one who speaks English or doesn't? Chandler: Doesn't. Monica: That was some hot lovin' you gave me!
Monica: You have GOT to go home. Phoebe: But I like it here!
Oh and go see Along Came Polly. It's hilarious!
Chapter 3-Bob Connors 830-6751?
"Hey, Bob?"
"Yeah Chandler?"
"Could I use your cell phone really fast? I need to call Joey and tell him I won't be home for a while." Chandler and a few friends of his from work were hanging out at a local bar not too far from home. It had been a long day and the WENUS (AN: That joke never gets old) was all out of whack. They all needed a stiff drink after the day they had.
"Yeah, sure."
"Thanks man."
Chandler walked to the back of the bar, pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number on it.
"Monica Geller," he said aloud, "prepare to meet Chandler Bing." he began to dial.
~
Monica was in the middle of cooking dinner as her phone rang. She quit what she was doing to wipe her hands off with the dish towel. She reached over to grab her phone and checked the caller ID. Rachel insisted that they have.
"Bob Conners?" She said to herself. She picked it up and hit 'on'.
"Hello?"
"Hi, um, I don't know if you went to that concert the other night, but-well I don't do this often."
Monica gasped.
"You're the guy who found my number on the stall?"
"Um...yeah."
"Wow, I didn't think you or anybody would respond to that." He sounded cute enough.
"Well, since you live in New York and in the area of the amphitheater, I was wondering if you would like to go out and grab some coffee or something to eat.with me?" He asked skeptically and unsure of himself.
"Wow, umm sure. Let me give you my address, but first,"
"Yeah?"
"I have to ask, are you a rapist?"
"No."
"Stalker?"
"No."
"Murderer?"
"I promise you, Monica-that is your name right? No false information so far."
"Yeah that's my name."
"I can honestly tell you, I haven't had a date in a long time, and you sound really sweet and nice and I'd just like to take you out for a good time. Scouts honor, no funny business or anything."
"Well, that was quite a compelling argument, sure, why not?" She laughed.
"Okay, well why don't you give me your address and I'll come pick you up Friday night, say around 7."
"That sounds great." She smiled to herself as she rattled off her address to him.
"Well, thank you Monica Geller. I guess I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Oh, by the way, I don't know your name." She inwardly smiled.
"Chandler, Chandler Bing."
"Nice name, Chandler Bing. I'll see you tomorrow night."
"I guess you will. Bye."
He smiled. "Bye."
Click.
AN: Eh, I'm not sure about this fic. Tell me what you think. Oh and before I forget, this chapter is TOTALLY dedicated to my buddy writerangel121. Thank you Sarah! She helped me with the title and the concept. Luv ya hun! And remember everyone, "How do you expect me to grow, if you won't let me blow?" LOL I love it!
Chandler: Uh Joey's grandmother is right here. Monica: Is that the one who speaks English or doesn't? Chandler: Doesn't. Monica: That was some hot lovin' you gave me!
Monica: You have GOT to go home. Phoebe: But I like it here!
Oh and go see Along Came Polly. It's hilarious!
Chapter 3-Bob Connors 830-6751?
"Hey, Bob?"
"Yeah Chandler?"
"Could I use your cell phone really fast? I need to call Joey and tell him I won't be home for a while." Chandler and a few friends of his from work were hanging out at a local bar not too far from home. It had been a long day and the WENUS (AN: That joke never gets old) was all out of whack. They all needed a stiff drink after the day they had.
"Yeah, sure."
"Thanks man."
Chandler walked to the back of the bar, pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number on it.
"Monica Geller," he said aloud, "prepare to meet Chandler Bing." he began to dial.
~
Monica was in the middle of cooking dinner as her phone rang. She quit what she was doing to wipe her hands off with the dish towel. She reached over to grab her phone and checked the caller ID. Rachel insisted that they have.
"Bob Conners?" She said to herself. She picked it up and hit 'on'.
"Hello?"
"Hi, um, I don't know if you went to that concert the other night, but-well I don't do this often."
Monica gasped.
"You're the guy who found my number on the stall?"
"Um...yeah."
"Wow, I didn't think you or anybody would respond to that." He sounded cute enough.
"Well, since you live in New York and in the area of the amphitheater, I was wondering if you would like to go out and grab some coffee or something to eat.with me?" He asked skeptically and unsure of himself.
"Wow, umm sure. Let me give you my address, but first,"
"Yeah?"
"I have to ask, are you a rapist?"
"No."
"Stalker?"
"No."
"Murderer?"
"I promise you, Monica-that is your name right? No false information so far."
"Yeah that's my name."
"I can honestly tell you, I haven't had a date in a long time, and you sound really sweet and nice and I'd just like to take you out for a good time. Scouts honor, no funny business or anything."
"Well, that was quite a compelling argument, sure, why not?" She laughed.
"Okay, well why don't you give me your address and I'll come pick you up Friday night, say around 7."
"That sounds great." She smiled to herself as she rattled off her address to him.
"Well, thank you Monica Geller. I guess I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Oh, by the way, I don't know your name." She inwardly smiled.
"Chandler, Chandler Bing."
"Nice name, Chandler Bing. I'll see you tomorrow night."
"I guess you will. Bye."
He smiled. "Bye."
Click.
AN: Eh, I'm not sure about this fic. Tell me what you think. Oh and before I forget, this chapter is TOTALLY dedicated to my buddy writerangel121. Thank you Sarah! She helped me with the title and the concept. Luv ya hun! And remember everyone, "How do you expect me to grow, if you won't let me blow?" LOL I love it!