Rachel drummed her fingers on the desk as she listened to the buyer drone on. She kept watching the clock on the wall. God, she needed to get out of here, she thought.
As she was trying to scribble down the figures of the clothes ordered, she noticed childish scribblings on the pad . She had to laugh at herself, here she was a women in her mid 30's doodling little hearts all over the paper with one name in the middle of them …Ross…
"I see, Si , yes I will make sure we have those in black and blue. Si , si " Rachel answered. How much longer could this go on?
Ross sat at his desk and looked at the time. It was going on to seven with reservations at eight. He had called Rachel's office but was told she was on a call to Milan.
He grabbed his briefcase and the two shopping bags.This was seeming just a little bit too familiar.Rachel had to cancel their anniversary that night because of work. No they had come too far and too much for that night to happen again.
He picked up the phone one more time and dialed the office. Ms. Green was still on the phone.
"Damnit Rach, don't let it happen again." he said as he slammed down the phone.
"Ross?" Elizabeth asked as she popped her head in the door. "I'm going now. Big night tonight." she smiled.
"Yeah I know." he said sarcastically.
"What's wrong,?" she said as she sat on his desk.
"For one thing, it's Valentine's Day and I am probably going to be alone." Ross said sadly.
"I thought you and Rachel had big plans."
"Yeah so did I, but she is still on a conference call to Milan. Our reservations are for eight, and it is now seven. I still have to go home and get ready." Ross whined.
"Why don't you just go down to her office and surprise her?" suggested Elizabeth.
"Because the last time I did it, we didn't get back together for eight years." Ross said sadly.
"I think you should, you guys are engaged, and much more mature than you were then." Elizabeth said.
"You are so mature for someone who is so young." Ross marveled.
"I had a real good teacher," she smiled at him. "Plus I read Cosmo."
"I'm gonna do it. First of all I am going to go home and take a shower put on my tux and get down to that office." Ross said as he got up determined.
"And then ?" Elizabeth asked curiously.
"Use your imagination, Doctor," he shyly smiled. "Thanks Elizabeth." he said as he kissed her on the cheek. Ross grabbed his briefcase and out the door he went.