"Sign right here and then you sign here." Rachel and Ross picked up the pen and then wrote their names. "Congratulations Miss Green and Mr. Geller, I wish you good luck." The two of them left City Hall
holding hands.
"So now we will all be in charge of various parts of the wedding. Phoebe you will be in charge of the music. I will be in charge of decorations " Monica said as she thumbed through her book.
"Can I be in charge of keeping people from killing you?" said Chandler.
"Rachel will be in charge of the dress and Ross can be in charge of ?" she wondered.
"Getting the name right this time." Chandler laughed.
"I'm not even here and you are already making wise cracks." Ross said. "Well here it is." He said as he waved the marriage license in the air. "Now we need to find a minister."
"That's easy. You got one remember? I still have my license to perform ceremonies." Joey said."
"One minister , check ." said Monica. "Now we need a maid of honor and a best man."
"No question, Chandler is my best man." Ross smiled. Phoebe looked at everyone. "Oh no you don't Rachel. Monica was my maid of honor and when you got married, it is my turn to be yours. She yelled. Rachel came up to Phoebe and said, "You are both going to be my maid of honor. Monica, you and I have known each other for almost thirty years and Pheebs . you have been the one that has believed in us even when we didn't believe in ourselves."
"Monica we want you to hold Emma during the ceremony and Ben can be the ring bearer." Ross said.
"So what kind of dress do you want , Rachel?" Monica asked as she wrote in her wedding notebook.
"I was thinking maybe a nice off white gown with a veil." She smiled as the thought of getting married was finally becoming real. "I never got to walk down the aisle." She said sadly.
"Sober that is?" Monica walked over to her husband. "Okay mister this is serious business. We have seven days to pull together this wedding and the last thing we need is jokes. " Turning to Rachel, she said, "Honey, we are going to get you the prettiest dress . Come on Phoebe we're going shopping."
Rachel stood by the mirror and twirled around. "Monica , this is it. This is the gown. She put the veil over her face and then started to cry. "I'm getting married. I 'm finally getting married." The sales woman came over . "It's a very common thing for older brides when they finally get married to get emotional.
Rachel started to protest. "I am not old." She yelled. The sales lady apologized "And when is the wedding?" she asked. "Next week before the bride has to leave the country." Answered Monica. "Oh it's one of those green card weddings, we've done those before."Rachel began to protest. "No I 'm an American. I'm returning to Paris with my new husband."
"I see , " said the saleslady. "This gown looks so beautiful on you. You are going to make a beautiful bride." Rachel started to sniffle . "Now what's wrong? " asked Monica. "She called me a bride." She sniffed. "I'm sorry.'
Ross went to the store and got boxes . With the girls planning the wedding, he began to pack for the move. Chandler and Joey helped him basically pack up his whole life.
"Now I want you to be very careful. I have gotten these artifacts from all over the world." Ross explained. "Come on you got them at either Pier One or Pottery Barn. " Chandler said. Joey started to toss one of the skulls around. "Joey! Please!" Ross said as he caught it before it hit the floor.
"Now what about the bachelor party?" Joey said as he sat on the couch. "He won't be happy until he sees a stripper, you know that"
added Chandler. "Okay one stripper, beer and poker. Just us guys and maybe Mike." Ross said. At that point, the girls entered the door with Rachel carrying the dress. "We found it." She cried . "Oh and it is so beautiful . " Ross came over to give her a kiss. "Step away from the dress, Geller!" screamed Monica. "I can't even see through it."he yelled. "It is bad luck to see the dress before the ceremony!" Monica said as she took the dress into the bedroom. "Mon I had my first wife leave me for another woman, at my second wedding I said the wrong name and drunk for the third wedding, I don't think it's going to matter."
"Honey we don't need any bad luck." Rachel sweetly said. "Okay, I won't look at the dress." Ross said. "Well folks it's been real but I have a wedding song to write. " Phoebe said as she headed for the door. "Ross , do something." Rachel said in a panic. She did not want one of Phoebe's songs at her wedding. "You know Phoebs, we love your music, but why don't you just play on your guitar one of our songs or Here Comes the Bride. It would be so special."
"But I want to write you a song." Phoebe whined. "My music is my special gift. I promise it will be nice." Then she left.
"Do we have time to register ?" asked Rachel curiously. "Honey, there is a weight limit on international flights. Besides what about my stuff?" Ross stated."Well , I thought we could get rid of some of it." She said. "You know like this?" Rachel said picking up a bone. "We are not getting rid of anything." Ross grabbed the bone and put it back in the box.
"Besides honey, you don't cook anyway, so why would you want to register for a bunch of stuff you'll never need?' Monica said. "We have a lot of things to do yet. We still have to pick out a cake and food for the reception."
"Now that I can help with." Joey popped up when the word food was mentioned. "Later guys." He said following Monica and Rachel.
"Don't I get a kiss?" Ross said sadly as he looked at her with his puppy dog eyes. "I guess, I'll be back later." Rachel closed the door.