Rachel held her briefcase in her hand as she stood in front of the massive skyscraper . It was huge and she saw many people coming and going from the large building.

"So this is where I work?" she wondered as her Jimmy Choos clinked across the terrazzo floor. There was a man seated at a desk who looked at cards and then allowed the people to go up in the elevator. Rachel felt around in her purse and then showed her pass to the guard. Feeling important, she strolled into the elevator. She saw an older man there as she hummed the song on the elevator's sound system. There was no doubt in her mind she was having a good day.
I work for Ralph Lauren ." she smiled to the total stranger. He just looked at her and then turned his head away. When the elevator stopped on the floor she needed , she hopped out and then tried to find as best as she could from the guard downstairs her office.

There was a sign on the door that read Rachel Green, Director of Marketing for Menswear. Rachel was all giggly when she saw her name painted on the door. There was a guy standing there going through her mail. He was tall and had a young type of face. The one thing that Rachel noticed was that he had the cutest butt she had ever seen.

"Hi Boss." He smiled. His smile was so adorable and cute. Rachel looked at him and then thought . Yum so I get to boss this hunk around. I love my life."

"I brought in your mail." He said with a sweet, masculine voice. Rachel wanted to thank him. "And you are , I am sorry , but sometimes I forget names." Rachel shyly apologized. "Tag, Tag Jones, remember you hired me?" Rachel just kept staring at how well he looked in the tight tee shirt and tight jeans Breaking that thought , she said "Oh yeah, I just forgot that's all." She kept staring at him. Tag turned to leave and then noticed her eyes focused on him.

"Anything else, Miss Green?." He said in an authoritative voice.

"No that will be all. Tag." She giggled at the hot hunks name. Tag smiled and then left the office. She walked over to her desk and the big chair that spun around. Kicking off her shoes and in her stocking feet , she spun her chair around."Weeeee." she squealed. "I work for Ralph Lauren." She noticed on her desk a framed picture of the group that she left a little while ago. Monica was sitting on the blonde haired guys lap and there she was sitting on Ross' lap. Maybe he was right, they did go out. Then the guy who came on to her and leered at her in her underwear was smiling with the blonde haired lady. The picture seemed to have been taken not in an apartment , but some sort of a public place.

The phone rang and Rachel reached for it. She could hear in the outer office Tag answering it. "Rachel Green's.' he said politely. He then buzzed her. "Rachel, for you, some guy named Ross." Rachel answered it quickly. "Hi Ross." She smiled.

"So how do you like being the grown up executive?" he said as he poured a cream into his coffee at his desk. A pile of midterms sat in front of him. He knew if he wanted to make her his again, he would have to treat her like he would have when he was in high school. He couldn't blow this second chance.

"I am having the best time and my assistant is this totally hot guy named Tag." Rachel told her best friend. Ross strained his face at that comment. That guy Tag who she had go out with Joey a few times, he was better looking then him. At the time , he was dating another girl and wasn't really paying attention. Like most of his relationships, none of them could hold a candle to Rachel.

"That sounds great." Ross' voice strained. "Say how would you like to have lunch?" he said as he crumpled the notepad in his hands.

"That would be cool." She said in her teenage like voice. "I am so dying for some pizza."

"Okay then why don't I meet you at your office." Ross did not want Rachel to have to go traipsing over to the college. "Around one , I have to be back by three because I have a class on Prehistoric Cultures." He said .

"What, you go to school at your age?" she giggled.

"Rachel , I told you. I am a college professor. I am the teacher of the class." Ross explained. "One o clock , okay?"

"Kay, Bye Ross." She hung up the phone and then looked at the terminal in front of her. She couldn't figure it out because she had never really had an interest in computers. She saw a switch and then flipped it on. The machine began to buzz and hum. Then a picture of a boy band came up on her screen.
"They are cute.' She smiled as she tried to figure out what to do next.

"Hi Ray Ray." Said a voice from her door. Rachel looked over at the girl carrying a portfolio and holding a cup of coffee with the words Starbucks on it. Rachel had heard this voice before. It dawned on her who it was , Mindy of the Rah Rah Girls."Ready for the presentation? Ralph is looking forward to it." She smiled evily.

"What presentation?" Rachel did not know at all what she meant. How could she?

"The marketing presentation about the show for the buyers." Mindy rolled her eyes. "You know , the buyers who will be looking at our fall line and then whoever has the best ideas will be put in charge of the show for Fashion Week." Mindy was confident that this time Rachel would not beat her out like she always did. She didn't even know about the presentation. "Well today was my presentation, but I know that yours will be as good as it ever was." She said snidely. "Ralph liked it , but we'll have to see when you do yours." Rachel 's face turned white. She didn't know anything about doing a presentation.

"And when is that?" Rachel asked innocently. "Friday." Mindy said with confidence. Rachel looked at her watch. "Mindy , I have got to go , I have an important lunch meeting." Rachel took off down the hall and then ran into the elevator. She couldn't do this. She ran out the door only to run into Ross. She bent over and started to cry into her hands. He put his arms around her and then tried to make her feel better. "Oh Ross.' She cried. "This is such a mess. I am supposed to do a presentation for my boss on Friday and I have no idea how to do it at all." She sobbed. "They want figures and graphs and charts and that kind of stuff. I thought that working for a fashion designer just meant that you would get to design pretty clothes." Ross just patted her back and said. "Rach, we'll help you. We will make this the best darn presentation that Ralph Lauren has ever seen." Ross knew that she had no concept of what was really expected of her because he did know her secret.

Mindy laughed , she knew that Rachel seemed confused and probably didn't have any of the sources together for the Friday presentation. But Rachel always somehow knew how to pull things together at the last moment. Somehow she had to find out what Rachel was doing and either make it better or steal it. "Now where was Rachel's address book , she had a plan." Mindy saw Rachel leave and she went through her desk. She knew that Rachel had a few male friends , and that would be how she would find out what she was up to. First she saw the name Chandler Bing, hmm he might be able to help, then she came upon another name Ross Geller, who she remembered as Rachel's ex, no Rachel had mentioned that he still might have feelings for her , and he would probably do anything to help her. Mindy smiled when she saw the last name. Joey Tribbiani, Rachel's actor friend, she said he loved the ladies, Perfect thought Mindy, I will date him and then I will find out what Rachel has been up to.