"Are you sure she's here? Don't you think that she's gone already?"
Monica asked as Rachel dragged her into the airport.
"I'm positive that Louise is here!! We've gotta convince her to stay longer like she planned. It's all Joey's fault! How u doin, How u doin', arrrrgggg!" mocked Rachel. They kept running and running until-
"Oh! There she is! Hi Louise!" screamed Rachel.
"Be quiet, young lady, you'll wake up my husband." whispered an old woman sitting near Louise. Rachel ignored her.
"Louise! I've been looking all over for you! Don't just take off like that!" said Rachel.
"Rachel, I told you that I was going to the airport." Louise replied.
"Why are you leaving so soon?" asked Monica.
"Well, I suppose that you don't know, Monica, but that friend of yours, Joey, is seriously scaring me."
"Oh, don't mind him, Louise, see, he's kinda in special ed classes." Monica quickly made up.
"Well, that explains the 'How u doin'" replied Louise thoughtfully.
"Come on, Louise! Can you stay a bit longer?" asked Rachel.
"Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!" shushed that old lady sitting near Louise.
"Oh, go take a walk." Rachel responded. The old lady made a face. Rachel made a mocking face back.
"Security! Security!" called the old woman. "there's a young woman bothering me!" A security guard came over.
"Are you guys bothering Mrs. Parker?" asked the security guard named Officer Richards.
"No, officer, we're just talking." Rachel responded.
"They talk to loud." Cried Mrs. Parker
"Do you ladies have a ticket to go anywhere?"
"We don't, but Louise does." Replied Monica.
"Actually, I don't have a ticket. Just wanted to make a dramatic scene." Louise admitted.
"I'm afraid that I will have to ask you ladies to leave. Come on now." The officer motioned them to get up.
"Ah-Ha!" screamed Mrs. Parker when they began to leave. Rachel made a face at her.
"Security!" screamed Mrs. Parker.
"It's ok, Mrs. Parker," Officer Richards gently said. When the security guard and the trio got outside, he let them off with a warning.
"I'm going to let you all go, but next time don't come in without a ticket. Understand?"
"Yes officer," they responded.
"I'm sorry about that incident with Mrs. Parker. She gets annoyed easily. She's had some history with us."
"Sorry to here that, Officer." Replied Rachel.
"Well, I got to get back." The officer turned around, then suddenly turned to Rachel.
"Yes Officer?" asked Rachel.
"Do you want to go out sometime, now that this thing is all cleared?"
"Um..." she looked at Monica. Monica nodded. "sure, ok."
"Can I have your phone number? I'll give you a call tonight."
"Okay." Rachel pulled out a piece of paper and pen from her bag and wrote her number down.
"Here." Rachel smiled and handed him the paper. Officer Richards returned to the airport, while the girls walked home.
"So, Monica, How's Chandler?" asked Louise.
"He's fine." Replied Monica.
"Louise, do you want to go shopping now?" asked Rachel.
"Actually, I want to go swimming. It's so hot here." Louise replied.
"Where? I'm sorry to say that I don't know where to go swimming." Said Monica.
"I know a place here. I saw it in a brochure, and I told Phoebe about it. We might meet her there." Said Rachel.
"Okay, lets go." Replied Louise.
"I'm positive that Louise is here!! We've gotta convince her to stay longer like she planned. It's all Joey's fault! How u doin, How u doin', arrrrgggg!" mocked Rachel. They kept running and running until-
"Oh! There she is! Hi Louise!" screamed Rachel.
"Be quiet, young lady, you'll wake up my husband." whispered an old woman sitting near Louise. Rachel ignored her.
"Louise! I've been looking all over for you! Don't just take off like that!" said Rachel.
"Rachel, I told you that I was going to the airport." Louise replied.
"Why are you leaving so soon?" asked Monica.
"Well, I suppose that you don't know, Monica, but that friend of yours, Joey, is seriously scaring me."
"Oh, don't mind him, Louise, see, he's kinda in special ed classes." Monica quickly made up.
"Well, that explains the 'How u doin'" replied Louise thoughtfully.
"Come on, Louise! Can you stay a bit longer?" asked Rachel.
"Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!" shushed that old lady sitting near Louise.
"Oh, go take a walk." Rachel responded. The old lady made a face. Rachel made a mocking face back.
"Security! Security!" called the old woman. "there's a young woman bothering me!" A security guard came over.
"Are you guys bothering Mrs. Parker?" asked the security guard named Officer Richards.
"No, officer, we're just talking." Rachel responded.
"They talk to loud." Cried Mrs. Parker
"Do you ladies have a ticket to go anywhere?"
"We don't, but Louise does." Replied Monica.
"Actually, I don't have a ticket. Just wanted to make a dramatic scene." Louise admitted.
"I'm afraid that I will have to ask you ladies to leave. Come on now." The officer motioned them to get up.
"Ah-Ha!" screamed Mrs. Parker when they began to leave. Rachel made a face at her.
"Security!" screamed Mrs. Parker.
"It's ok, Mrs. Parker," Officer Richards gently said. When the security guard and the trio got outside, he let them off with a warning.
"I'm going to let you all go, but next time don't come in without a ticket. Understand?"
"Yes officer," they responded.
"I'm sorry about that incident with Mrs. Parker. She gets annoyed easily. She's had some history with us."
"Sorry to here that, Officer." Replied Rachel.
"Well, I got to get back." The officer turned around, then suddenly turned to Rachel.
"Yes Officer?" asked Rachel.
"Do you want to go out sometime, now that this thing is all cleared?"
"Um..." she looked at Monica. Monica nodded. "sure, ok."
"Can I have your phone number? I'll give you a call tonight."
"Okay." Rachel pulled out a piece of paper and pen from her bag and wrote her number down.
"Here." Rachel smiled and handed him the paper. Officer Richards returned to the airport, while the girls walked home.
"So, Monica, How's Chandler?" asked Louise.
"He's fine." Replied Monica.
"Louise, do you want to go shopping now?" asked Rachel.
"Actually, I want to go swimming. It's so hot here." Louise replied.
"Where? I'm sorry to say that I don't know where to go swimming." Said Monica.
"I know a place here. I saw it in a brochure, and I told Phoebe about it. We might meet her there." Said Rachel.
"Okay, lets go." Replied Louise.