xx Authors Note xx

Hope you're enjoying the fic! It won't be too long though, sorry!

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"Uggh ..."

Joey Tribbiani entered Monica and Chandler's appartment, slamming the door behind him and trudging over to them. Monica looked up at him and began to laugh.

"Um, hey! What happened to you?" She asked, smirking at him. Joey gave her a look of deepest disgust and sat down.

"You were right, there was a really hot blonde girl there, only she turned out to be a total bitch and slammed the elevator door in my face." He growled, glaring at the two of them. Chandler raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" He said blankly.

"Woah, what? There were actually women there?" Monica said, looking surprised. Joey nodded, massaging his forehead. Monica blinked at him, "But, I didn't know that."

Joey raised an eyebrow at her, "What? You sent me over there!"

"I - I didn't know there were actually women there," Monica said, shaking with laughter, "I thought you'd just get thrown out by security instead!"

"What! Monica!" Joey said angrily, glaring at her. Then he relaxed, "So anyway, she was really hot, and we are talkin' hot here," He grinned, "She was a real turn-on."

Chandler smirked, "What, getting whacked in the face by an elevator door is a real turn on for you?" He joked.

Monica couldn't control herself any longer. For a moment she sat there, shaking with laughter. Then, out of nowhere, she threw back her head and laughed uncontrollably. Even Chandler's eyes widened as she did so.

"Woah, Mon ..." Chandler said, patting her on the back, "Uh, that's right, let it all out ..."

"Forget this," Joey grumbled, getting up, "You guy's are no help."

"Bye, Joey!" Monica said through giggles, "Let's hope another model dents your face this time!"

Joey ignored her.

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Joey Tribbiani wasn't going to let any other really hot models get the better of him.

He was going to find a way to get inside of that elevator, whether 'Patricia' liked it or not.

When he arrived at that same corridor again, he found it was deserted, as It had been before when he had first arrived. Not a model in sight, he thought sadly, pacing around, hoping that one would turn up. He also wanted to know what It was like, up there ...

Joey's eyes travelled from the elevator to the ceiling above him. He couldn't hear anything, but he could guess what It would be like. Models walking around with nothing on, getting their photo's taken, that was heaven to him.

"Ouch! God, these shoes are awful ..."

"Yeah well, I bet If you ask your Dad he'll buy you some new heels,"

"I guess. But anyway, we've got alot to do today ..."

"What're you doing today, anyway?"

"Photoshoot, you?"

"Hmm, I've got two interviews ..."

The voices of two women grew nearer. Joey ducked around the corner, hardly daring to believe his luck. Two women. One was enough, but two?

This really is heaven! Joey thought excitedly as the women turned the corner, walking past him.

The first women had long, straight perroxide blonde hair. She had dangerous eyes and a thin, pointy face. She was wearing a very strappy top, a skirt and long purple boots. She was really hot, but nothing compared to the women beside her. The second women was a brunnette, with long, curly brown hair, and lovely eyes. She was wearing a fur coat, and high heels. Joey couldn't see what she was wearing underneath, sadly.

"What's the combination again, Sara?" The second women asked.

"Trish! You need to remember," The first women said, sighing impatiently, "Alright, It's 31075."

Joey heard the pressing of buttons for a few seconds, before hearing the door open. It was time to act. Without thinking, he sprang out from behind them, and then immidiately wished he hadn't. Both women gave a yelp of surprise and spun around.

"You!" The Sara women said fiercly, glaring at him, "Um, who are you?"

"I'm - Joey," Joey stammered, staring at the floor, "And you ladies are ...?"

"Sara! We're not supposed to talk to strangers," The Trish women said exasperatedly, tugging desperatedly at Sara's arm. Shaking her off, Sara looked back at Joey.

"Hmm, you're hot," She commented, nodding at him, looking him up and down. Joey grinned.

"Thanks," He said, "So're you."

"Yeah, I said you were hot," Sara said, "But you're also a total loser. C'mon, Trisha."

The two of them began to walk towards the door again, preparing to step inside, but Joey rushed up infront of them, blocking their path.

"No! I wanna know, what goes on up there, and also If either of you ladies would be willing to have sex with me tonight?"

Trish seemed to nod very slowly at him, but Sara slapped her arm impatiently, "No! Trish, what were you thinking? This guy is a complete loser! Wandering the halls here, hoping to bag a few sexy models?"

"Well yeah, that was the idea," Joey said quietly, "But anyway, c'mon girls! I can so tell you adore me."

Sara seemed to sway on the spot for a moment, deep in thought. Then, she brightened and said, "Well yes, okay, we both admit to adoring you, Joey," She said, taking his hands and trying her best to look seductive, "Hey, how about you come up with us?"

Joey's eyes widened, "Up - up there!" He exclaimed.

"Sure!" Sara said, grinning mischeviously, "We can introduce you to all the top models, I'm sure they'll be dying to meet you ..."

"Sure!" Joey said at once, following them into the elevator.

"Up we go, then," Sara said, smiling at him. Joey grinned.

"Yeah," He said, "Up we go."

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"Here we are!" Sara said, as the bright pink doors opened. Joey's mouth dropped open.

The room he was looking at was enourmous. There were purple walls, shiney floorboards, and, as he had predicted, models running around half-naked. As he, Sara and Trish stepped out of the elevator, he felt like he had just stepped into heaven.

"Trish? Sara? Whose th - Oh my god!"

To Joey's utmost horror, Patricia, the woman who he had had a run in with the day before, stalked over to them, fuming, her arms crossed. "What the hell is he doing here! He isn't allowed in here, Trish!"

"Don't ask me!" Trish said indignantly, "Ask her!"

"Listen, Trish and I -"

"You."

"Okay, okay! I wanted to show Joey what It was like up here." Sara explained.

Patricia shook her head impatiently, "You ... argh, I don't have time for this right now."

And with that, she stalked off in the other direction, away from them. Sara went off after her, but Trish lingered behind with Joey.

"Um ... still interested in the sex thing?" She muttered to him.