Joey walked into his house, feeling a bit mournful. He wished his friends were here to share this experience with him. They would be coming in two weeks, and that was way too long. He set his stuff down in the foyer and continued to make his way into the mansion.

"Can I help you, sir?" A voice rang out.

"Whoa, where the hell are?" Joey asked, a bit frightened.

"Why I am Monsieur Banks, your butler," he answered.

"I've got a butler? Cool! Do I have a maid, too?"

"Why yes, you do. Madame Claire?" Mr. Banks called out.

A saucy lady dressed in a maid's outfit with a short skirt and a low top walked in.

"Hello, you are Mr. Tribiani? I have a warm bath drawn for you and the chef said dinner will be ready soon," she said.

"Hey, you wanna join me in that bath?"

"Ah, you tease with such pleasure!"

Joey chased her into the bedroom and closed the door quickly. Later on during dinner, as Mme. Claire was sitting on his lap, Joey got a phone call.

"Hello? Hey, Chandler! Where are you? Ohh, on your cell? I'm not doing much over here. Yea, Monica's there? Ok, I'll talk to her. Hey, Monica, what's up? Yea, I'm good. I miss you. I can't wait 'til you guys come. Oh, you gotta go? Ok, then. Bye. Love you, too."

As Joey hung up, he felt a void in his heart. He couldn't figure out why he was so miserable all of a sudden.

"Does Mr.Tribiani want another bath drawn?" Mme. Clare asked.

"Uh no that's ok, I'm just gonna go to bed. Good night."

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"Hey, Monica. I'm gonna call Joey. Wanna talk to him?" Chandler asked.

"Chandler, of course I do," she replied.

"Ok then." Chandler dialed the number and waited for Joey to pick up.

"Hey, Joey. Yea, I'm not home, I'm on my cell. What's going on with you? Oh, hold on Monica want to talk to you."

Monica grabbed the phone out of Chandler's hand and said, "Hey, Joey! I'm ok, How about you? I know, me too."

Suddenly the plane started to lurch forward.

"Hey Joey, I gotta go! I'll talk to you later. I love you! Bye."

When Monica hung up the phone, she suddenly broke down crying. Chandler glanced at her and pulled her towards him.

He gave a big hug and said, "Monica, you're strong. You'll see Joey in a couple of hours!"

"Thanks Chandler."

Two seats back, Phoebe and Ross were sitting quietly.

"Hey, Phoebe?"

"Yea, Ross?"

"What was up with that kiss?"

"Like I said, It was something I wanted to do since I met you!"

"And why is that?"

"Because...you have very kissable lips!"

"What?"

"Well, when you look at Monica's lips, do you want to kiss them?"

"SHE'S MY SISTER, PHOEBE!"

"Yea, um, bad example, ok Rachel, what about her?"

"Well, yea I guess," Ross said with a smile creeping on his face.

"Well, what a about me?" Phoebe asked.

Ross studied Phoebe's face and said, "Yea, I guess you do."

Ross continued to study Phoebe's face.

"Ok, you can stop now!" Phoebe exclaimed.

"Oh, uh yea sorry."

"It's ok, Ross. I know I am so irresistible! But you know, I think we should explore our kissing abilities."

Ross glanced at Phoebe over his magazine and saw she wasn't joking.

"Well, hell yea!"

He tossed his magazine aside and slowly pecked Phoebe's lips. They slowly leaned into each other and began to kiss harder. Rachel sitting across from them didn't notice anything until she heard moaning. She gasped in horror and tried to get Monica and Chandler's attention.

"Hey Monica, Chandler...psst guys?" she whispered.

"What, Rachel," Monica asked a little weary.

"Look at Ross and Phoebe!"

"Oh my god!" Chandler exclaimed.

Ross and Phoebe immediately broke away from each other realizing what they had done.

"Oh calm down Chandler, we were only testing our kissing abilities. And I would have to say Ross is an expert," Phoebe said.

"Aw shucks, you mean that?" Ross said blushing.

"Uh huh! I'm sorry that we never tried it before!"

"Well, you're pretty good yourself, Phoebe."

Rachel glanced at both of them and said to herself, "Don't ask anymore questions."

Seven hours later, they all woke up when they heard the pilot on the loudspeaker.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now reaching our destination. Please fasten your seatbelts as we land."

Monica began to stir and realized that in a couple of hours she was going to see Joey.