Monica was at her apartment trying to figure out what she was going to wear tonight to go out with Chandler. She didn't want to look like she was trying to hard, because it wasn't a date or anything, but she also didn't wanna just wear anything. She decided on just a simple red dress. That wasn't too dressy because she didn't exactly know where they were going either. She also didn't understand why she felt kind of excited that they were going out tonight. She'd been to dinner lots of times with Chandler, but tonight just seemed different to her for some reason. She had flirted with him the night before at her apartment and she noticed him flirting with her today at the coffee house. She didn't really know what to think, but she decided not to think too much into, because it was probably nothing.

Across the hall Chandler was also getting ready to go out with Monica. He had decided on a pair of black dress pants and a red button down shirt. He wanted to look nice, but not too nice. He was also pretty excited that they were going out tonight. He didn't think it was a date though, I mean they had gone out plenty of times with each other, but tonight just seemed kind of different he thought. He shrugged it off and walked out of his bedroom to go pick up Monica.

Monica was walking out of her bedroom when she heard a knock at the door. She wondered who it could be, because none of her friends ever knocked they usually just walked right in. She walked over to the door and opened it to see Chandler standing on the other side.

"Hey," she said "Why are you knocking? You never knock."

"Well, yeah, I know, but I just thought I would, ya know." He said nervously, he didn't think anything of it until she said something now he felt kind of stupid.

"It's ok ya know, I was just asking. No big deal." She said, noticing that he looked kind of taken a back by her comment.

"Well are you ready to go?" He said while checking her out. He didn't mean to, but he couldn't help noticing how good she looked in that red dress.

"Yeah just let me grab my purse." She said. She picked it up off the table and walked back towards the door and noticed Chandler still looking at her. "Stop checking me out Chandler." She said jokingly.

"What? I'm not allowed to check you out?" He replied smiling at her. "You look great in that dress, I can't help it."

She smiled at him "Well thanks; I'm glad you like it. You actually don't look bad yourself."

"Yeah I know" He said smiling.

Monica just rolled her eyes at him and smiled as they left.

They ended having a great time at dinner and now were walking down the street back to their apartments.

"So did that take your mind off…what you were upset about?" Chandler asked trying not to ruin the mood, by upsetting her again.

"Yeah, it did." She replied smiling. "Thank you; I actually had a lot of fun."

"What, you never had fun with me before? I see how it is" He said jokingly.

"No, that's not true you know what I meant, shut up." She said.

"I know, I know, I was just messing with ya" He said as he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him.

"Yeah I know, you've been doing that all night, I'm used to it by now."

"Stop complaining, I know you like it." He said flirtatiously.

"Oh yeah and what makes you say that?" She asked, she was a little bit taken aback by how forward he was being with her, but she did have to admit, she did like this side of him.

"Well if you don't like it, then why have you been flirting back with me all night?" He whispered in her ear.

She looked up at him, and smiled. "Ok you got me." She replied, as she slid her arm around his waist.

"That's what I thought." He said pulling her closer to him as they continued to walk towards their apartments.

They walked up the stairs towards Monica's apartment and stopped right outside her door. Monica turned towards him and smiled.

"I really did have a lot of fun tonight, thanks again Chandler." She said.

"Your welcome, I'm glad I could make you feel better." He replied.

"Well you did manage that." She said. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow" She turned to unlock the door to her apartment.

"What, I take you out to dinner to make you feel better, and I don't even get a hug?" He said.

She turned around and looked at him smiling. "Well I guess you can have a hug." She replied.

He walked up to her and slipped his arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her close to him tightly and then let relaxed his grip on her a little and pulled back to look at her.

"Ok so now that I've got my hug what about a kiss?" He asked semi-jokingly, yet semi-seriously.

"If only you were that lucky" She replied, yet she couldn't help but thinking, that she did kind of want to kiss him.

"Oh yeah, and why am I not that lucky?" He asked. "Come on it can just be a friendly kiss, just a peck"

"Why do you want a kiss so bad?" She asked him.

"Why are you so against kissing me" He asked back.

"I never said that I was." She replied.

"Then why do you keep avoiding the question?" He said.

"I'm not avoiding it." She said.

"You so are." He said smiling.

"I'm so not." She replied smiling back.

"Stop flirting with me or I'm going to go ahead and kiss you." He said.

"No you won't"

"Are you gonna stop me?" He asked. He didn't wait for her response; instead he started leaning in slowly towards her. He saw her lick her lips so he knew then that she wasn't going to try and stop him. He closed his eyes and leaned in closer leaving only a few inches between their lips.

"What are you guys doing?" They heard from behind them.