xx Authors Note xx

Just something I decided to write! Sprang into my head outta nowhere!

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"Hey guys," Joey Tribbiani said coolly, closing the door to Chandler and Monica's flat behind him, striding across the room and landing on the sofa.

"Hey, Joey!" Monica said happily, looking up at him.

"Hey Joe," Chandler said, grinning at him.

"So ..." Joey clapped his hands, "What's up with you guys?"

Monica stared at him. "Um, what?"

"Well ... Rachel and Pheebs are out shoppin', and well, you guy's are just sittin' at home doin' nothin'?" Joey said incredulously, staring from Chandler to Monica. It was Chandler who was first to recover. He let out a half-hearted laugh.

"Joe, we're sorting things out for when the baby comes ..." He said slowly. Joey glanced at him.

"Yeah but, you don't have to do that all day," He retorted, glaring back at him, "What about all the fun stuff you and me used to do, huh? What happened to all that, huh?" He said. Chandler rolled his eyes.

"Listen Joe, after all the baby stuff is cleared up you and me'll go see a football game together, okay?" He said, trying to reason with Joey, who wasn't having any of it.

"Ohh, no!" Joey said angrily, springing to his feet, "You can't bargain with me Bing!"

Monica raised an eyebrow, "Since when have you ever called Chandler by his last name?"

"Since, um ... now?" Joey said quietly, swaying on the spot and almost tripping. Monica sighed and shook her head impatiently. Then, as If by magic, she suddenly froze, and then looked back up at Joey.

"OH! OH! OH! I KNOW!" She exclaimed, "Joey! Guess what?"

After recovering himself from the shock of this sudden outburst, Joey glanced at her, "What?"

"Listen Joey, there's a place I know in the mall, It's kinda' quiet, no one really goes there ..."

"Pehh!" Joey mumbled.

"... Except beautiful women ..."

"Say wha'?"

Joey was listening hard now. He sat down again.

"Well," Monica said, brushing hair out of her face, "I heard there's a sort of modelling thing upstairs where only real posh and sexy models can get in, right? And then they take a certain elevator that leads to this place thingy I mentioned. They all go down there."

"What - reall-"

"Would I lie to you, Joey Tribbiani?"

Joey stared at her, thinking hard. It was a tough one. Monica Bing had been his friend since forever, but she had of course lied to him on many occasions, and this could be one of those occasions.

"I dunno Bing, I may have to think on it," Joey said finally, after ten minutes of thinking.

"Well ... If you do wanna go, I'll give you the address." Monica sighed, getting out a pen.

Joey brightened, "Okay!" He said, grinning, "I guess It won't hurt to go now, you guys'll be okay without me though, right?"

"Of course Joey!" Chandler said, offering Joey an extremely false smile, "We'll just have to manage, won't we Mon?"

"Oh yeah!" Monica said, joining in, "Anyway, you'd better be off now. Later,"

"Yeah, later," Joey muttered, glancing at the address on the note she had given him, "Well, untill next time, Bing."

"Yeah, okay," Chandler said, "Oh, and Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna stop calling me Bing?"

"Nah, not really."

"What If my fist came at you?"

"Then I'd probably have to."

With that, Joey left the appartment.