(A/n: No upload for the 1st due to conference so triple upload to cover!)

[The Scene shows Chandler and Joey's, Y/n, Ross, and Chandler are there. Ross is watching wrestling. Y/n is reading]

Ross: Man, I sure miss Julie.

Chandler: Spanish midgets. Spanish midgets wrestling. Julie. Ok, yes, I see how you got there.

Y/n: You guys just saw each other, give it time. (The phone rings; Chandler and Y/n don't  answer it.)

Ross: You guys ever figure out what that thing's for?

Chandler: No, see, I'm trying this new screening thing. You know, I figure if I'm always answering the phone, people'll think I don't have a life. My god, Rodrigo never gets pinned.

Machine: (Joey's voice) Here comes the beep, you know what to do.

Woman's Voice: Hello, I'm looking for Bob. This is Jane. I don't know if you're still at this number, but I was just thinking about us, and how great it was, and, well, I know it's been three years, but, I was kinda hoping we could hook up again. I barely had the nerve to make this call, so you know what I did?

Chandler: What?

Jade: I got a little drunk...and naked.

Chandler: (answering the phone, in a deep voice) Bob here.
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[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, continued from earlier. Y/n, Ross, and Chandler are dancing.]

Chandler: (on phone) What've you been up to?

Jade: Oh, you know, the usual, teaching aerobics, partying way too much. Oh, and in case you were wondering, those are my legs on the new James Bond poster. (They stop dancing.)

Chandler: Can you hold on a moment? I have another call. (To Ross) I love her.

Ross: I know.

Y/n: Score!

Chandler: (on phone) I'm back.

Jade: So, are we gonna get together or what?

Chandler: Um, absolutely. Uh, how 'bout tomorrow afternoon? Do you know uh, Central Perk in the Village, say, five-ish?

Jade: Great, I'll see you then.

Chandler: Ok. (He hangs up.) Ok. Having a phone has finally paid off.

Y/n: Definitely took a while. Just one problem...

Chandler: What's that?

Ross: Even though you do do a good Bob impression, I'm thinkin' when she sees you tomorow, she's probably gonna realize, "Hey, you're not Bob."

Chandler: I'm hoping that when Bob doesn't show up, she will seek comfort in the open arms of the wry stranger at the next table.

Ross: Oh my god. You are pure evil.

Chandler: Ok, pure evil (holds up his left hand), horny and alone (holds up his right hand). I've done this (He shakes his right hand.)

[Later at Monica and Rachel's, everyone is there and Ross is on the phone.]

Ross: Yeah, yeah, everybody's here. Hey, everybody, say hi to Julie in New Mexico.

All: Hi, Julie!

Rachel: (sarcastically) Hi, Julie.

Chandler: Ok, while Ross is on the phone, everybody owes me 62 bucks for his birthday.

Phoebe: Um, is, is there any chance that you're rounding up? Y'know, like from, like 20?

Chandler: Hey, come on, we got the gift, the concert, and the cake and drinks.

Y/n: If I'm making drinks the whole night, I want my name out of the piling.

Joey: If I have to, you have to. Chandler, do we need a cake?

Chandler: Look guys, I know it's a little steep.

Rachel: Yeah, whoosh! (Imitates going over a cliff with her hand.)

Chandler: But it's Ross.

Phoebe: It's Ross.

Joey: Yeah, you're right.

Y/n: Yeah. That's why. Because it's Ross...

Chandler: I'll see you guys later, I gotta go...do a thing.

Ross: Ok, sweetheart, I'll call you later tonight. (He hangs up) (To Chandler) Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey, you're not really gonna go through with this, are you?

Chandler: You know, I think I might just.

(Ross, Chandler, and Y/n exit.)

Rachel: So uh, what are you guys doing for dinner tonight?

Joey: Well I guess I gotta start savin' up for Ross's birthday, so I guess I'll just stay home and eat dust bunnies.

Phoebe: Can you believe how much this is gonna cost?

Rachel: Do you guys ever get the feeling that um, Y/n and those guys just don't get that we don't make as much money as they do?

Joey: Yes! Yeah, it's like they're always saying "let's go here, let's go there". Like we can afford to go here and there.

Phoebe: Yes, yes, and it's, and we always have to go to, y'know, someplace nice, y'know? God, and it's not like we can say anything about it, 'cause, like this birthday thing, it's for Ross.

Joey: For Ross.

Rachel: For Ross, Ross, Ross.

Monica: (entering) Oh my god.

Rachel: Hey.

Joey: Hi.

Rachel: What?

Monica: I'm at work, ordinary day, you know, chop chop chop, sauti, sauti, sauti. All of a sudden, Leon, the manager, calls me into his office. It turns out they fired the head lunch chef, and guess who got the job.

Joey: If it's not you, this is a horrible story.

Monica: Fortunately, it is me. And, they made me head of purchasing, thank you very much. Anyway, I just ran into Y/n, Ross, and Chandler downstairs, and they think we should go out and celebrate. Y'know, someplace nice. (She goes into her bedroom.)

Joey: (to Phoebe and Rachel) Yeah, someplace nice.

Rachel: Yeah!

Joey: How much do you think I can get for my kidney?

[At Central Perk, Jade is waiting for Bob to show while Y/n, Ross, and Chandler look on.]

Ross: I'm tellin' you. You can't do this.

Chandler: Oh, come on. I can never get a girl like that with conventional methods.

Y/n: This is a terrible plan! She wanted to call Bob. Hey, for all we know, Bob is who she was meant to be with. You may be destroying two people's chance for happiness.

Chandler: We don't know Bob! Okay? We know me. We like me. Please let me be happy.

Ross: Go over there and tell that woman the truth.

Chandler: All right. (He gets up, but swings around the pole back to their table.)

Y/n and Ross: Go.

(He walks over to Jade.)

Chandler: Hi.

Jade: Hi.

Chandler: Listen, I have to, uh, um, I have to, I have to confess something.

Jade: Yes?

Chandler: Whoever stood you up is a jerk.

Jade: How did you...

Chandler: I don't know. (He sits down.) I just had this weird sense. You know, but that's me. I'm weird and sensitive. Tissue? (Holds out one of this small packs.)

Jade: Thanks.

Chandler: No, you keep the pack. I'm all cried out today.

(He looks over at Ross and Y/n, who glare at him.)

[Later at the Restaurant, everyone except Chandler is seated at a table.]

Ross: Ok, (holding up his glass) ok, here is to my sister, the newly-appointed head lunch chef...

Monica: Who is also in charge of purchasing.

Ross: Newly appointed head lunch chef who is also in charge of purchasing...

Monica: Who has her own little desk when Roland's not there.

Ross: Uh, lunch chef, purchasing, own little desk when Roland's not there. Here's to my little sister--

Monica: Oh, wait, and I got a beeper!

Joey: Cool.

Phoebe: Let's see!

Ross: That's fine, I'll-I'll just wait! (Y/n pats him on the back)

Monica: Oh, sorry.

Joey: Sorry, sorry.

Ross: Monica!

(They clink their glasses.)

Waiter: Are we ready to order?

Rachel: Oh, you know what, we haven't even looked yet.

Waiter: Well, when you do, just let me know. I'll be right over there on the edge of my seat.

Phoebe: (to Joey and Rachel) Wow, look at these prices.

Rachel: Yeah, these are pretty ch-ching.

Joey: What are these, like famous chickens?

Chandler: Hey, sorry I'm late. Congratulations, Mon. (to Ross) I'm not sorry I'm late. How incredible was my afternoon with Jade?

Ross: (to Chandler behind their menus) Well, pretty incredible according to the message she left you on my machine. Hey, Chandler, why is this woman leaving a message for you on my machine?

Chandler: Oh, see, I had to tell her that my number was your number, because I couldn't tell her that my number was my number because she thinks that my number is Bob's number.

Ross: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?

Waiter: Do I dare ask?

Monica: Yes, I will start with the carpaccio, and then I'll have the grilled prawns.

Ross: That sounds great. Same for me.

Waiter: And for the gentleman?

Joey: Yeah, I'll have the Thai chicken pizza. But, hey, look, if I get it without the nuts and leeks and stuff, is it cheaper?

Waiter: You'd think, wouldn't you? Miss?

Rachel: Ok, I will have the uh, (whispers) side salad.

Waiter: (whispers) And what will that be on the side of?

Rachel: Uh, I don't know. Why don't you put it right here next to my water?

Waiter: And for you?

Phoebe: Um, I'm gonna have a cup of the cucumber soup, and, um, take care.

Chandler: I will have the uh, Cajun catfish.

Waiter: Anything else?

Chandler: Yes, how 'bout a verse of Killing Me Softly. You're gonna sneeze on my fish, aren't you?

Y/n: [Yawns] I figured it come to this. I'll cover you guys, just order what you want.

Joey: Really?

Y/n: Don't get used to it. (Looks at Waiter) Still got the Stardust?

Waiter: My, we haven't as someone ask for that in a while. Are you a regular here?

Y/n: You could say that.

[Waiter walks away]

Phoebe: What was that?

Y/n: Oh, I'm in charge of distributing the drinks here. Without me, they don't get amazing prices nor drinks.

[Time lapse, everyone has finished dinner and Ross is figuring out the bill.]

Y/n: Alright. I know y'all have something to say. What's up?

Joey: Something to say. Well, thank you for...

Monica: All right, what's goin' on?

Rachel: (to Joey and Phoebe) Ok, look you guys, I really don't want to get into this right now. I think it'll just make everyone uncomfortable.

Phoebe: Fine. All right, fine.

Joey: Yeah.

Chandler: You can tell us.

Ross: Hello, it's us, all right? It'll be fine.

Monica: Yeah!

Joey: (clearing his throat a lot) Ok, um, uh, we three feel like, that uh, sometimes you guys don't get that uh... (Pause) We don't have as much money as you.

Y/n: Ok.

Ross: I hear ya.

Chandler: We can talk about that.

Phoebe: Well, then...Let's.

Ross: Well umm I, I just never think of money as an issue.

Rachel: That's 'cause you have it.

Ross: That's a good point.

Chandler: So um, how come you guys haven't talked about this before?

Joey: 'Cause it's always somethin', you know, like with Monica's new job, or the whole Ross's birthday hoopla.

Ross: Wha—Whoa, hey, I don't want my birthday to be the source of any kind of negative—there's gonna be a hoopla?

Rachel: Basically, there's the thing, and then there's the stuff after the thing.

Monica: If it makes anybody feel better, then we can just forget the thing, and we'll just do the gift.

Ross: G-gift? The thing's not the gift?

Chandler: No, the thing was, we were gonna go see Hootie and the Blowfish.

Ross: Hootie and the—oh my. I, I can catch them on the radio.

Phoebe: No, now I feel bad. You wanna go to the concert.

Ross: No, look, hey, it's my birthday, and the important thing is that we all be together.

Monica: All of us.

Chandler: Together.

Ross: Not at the concert.

Y/n: At peace.

Rachel: Ok.

Joey: Yeah.

Rachel: Thank you.

Joey: Thanks.

Phoebe: Yeah.

(An awkward silence ensues.)

Chandler: So, the ebola virus. That's gotta suck, huh?

[Cuts to Monica and Rachel's, Joey, Phoebe, and Rachel are sitting in the living room as Monica, who's holding a bag, Ross, and Chandler stand before them.]

Chandler: Gee, Monica, what's in the bag?

Monica: I don't know, Chandler. Let's take a look.

Phoebe: Oh, it's like a skit.

Monica: Why, it's dinner for six. 5 steaks, and an eggplant for Phoebe.

Ross: Whoo!

Phoebe: Cool.

Monica: Yeah, we switched meat suppliers at work, and the new guys gave me the steaks as sort of a thank you.

Ross: But wait, there's more. Hey, Chandler, what is in the envelope?

Chandler: (to the others) By the way, this didn't seem so dorky in the hall.

Ross: Come on.

Chandler: Why, it's seven tickets to Hootie and the Blowfish! (Pause) The Blowfish!

Monica: It's on us, all right, so don't worry. It's our treat.

Phoebe: So...Thank you.

Ross: Could you be less enthused?

Joey: Look, it's a nice gesture, it is. But it just feels like...

Monica: Like?

Joey: Charity.

Y/n: Charity?

Ross: We're just tryin' to do a nice thing here.

Rachel: Ross, you have to understand that your nice thing makes us feel this big. (Holds her thumb and forefinger a short distance apart.)

Phoebe: Actually, it makes us feel that big. (She squeezes Rachel's thumb and forefinger closer together.)

Ross: I don't, I don't understand. I mean, you, it's like we can't win with you guys.

Chandler: If you guys feel this big (imitates Rachel's gesture), maybe that's not our fault. Maybe that's just how you feel.

Joey: Oh, now you're tellin' us how you feel.

Rachel: Ok, we never shoulda talked about this.

Phoebe: I'm just gonna pass on the concert, 'cause I'm just not in a very Hootie place right now.

Rachel: Me neither.

Joey: Me too.

Monica: Guys, we bought the tickets.

Phoebe: Oh, well, then you'll have extra seats y'know, for all your tiaras and stuff.

Chandler: (to Phoebe) Why did you look at me when you said that?

Y/n: Well, I guess now we can't go.

Rachel: What? Come on, you do what you want to do. Do we always have to do everything together?

Monica: You know what? You're right.

Phoebe: Fine.

Ross: Fine. (Exits)

Joey: Fine.

Chandler: Fine. (Exits)

Rachel: Fine.

Y/n: Fine. (Exits)

Monica: All right. We're gonna go. (Exits, then comes back in) It's not for another six hours. We're gonna go then.

[At Chandler and Joey's, Chandler is standing at the fridge as Ross and Y/n enter hiding Chandler behind the door.]

Ross: Chandler!

Chandler: (startling Ross) Yeah?

Y/n: Didn't get me this time. Are you ready?

Chandler: Yes. Yes! Just let me grab my jacket and tell you I had sex today.

Ross: Whoa! You had sex today?

Chandler: Wow, it sounds even cooler when somebody else says it. I was awesome, ok? She was biting her lip to stop from screaming.

Ross: Wow!

Chandler: Now I know it's been awhile, but I took it as a good sign.

(The phone rings and Chandler doesn't answer it.)

Y/n: Still doing the screening thing?

Chandler: I had sex today. I never have to answer that phone again.

Machine: Here comes the beep, you know what to do.

Jade: Hey, Bob, it's Jade. Listen, I just wanted to tell you that I was really hurt when you didn't show up the other day, and just so you know, I ended up meeting a guy.

Chandler: (answering the phone) Bob here.

Jade: Oh, hi.

Chandler: So, uh, you met someone, huh?

Jade: Yes, yes, I did. In fact, I had sex with him 2 hours ago. (Y/n pauses. Chandler and Ross dance in joy.)

Chandler: So, uh, how was he?

Jade: Eh.

(Pause)

Chandler: Eh?

Jade: Oh, Bob, he was nothing compared to you. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming your name.

Chandler: (Y/n contains his laughter) Well, that makes me feel so good.

Jade: It was just so awkward and bumpy.

Ross: (silently mouthing) Bumpy?

Chandler: Well, maybe he had some kind of uh, new, cool style, that you're not familiar with. And uh maybe you have to get used to it.

Jade: Well there really wasn't much time to get used to it, you know what I mean?

(Chandler grimaces and Y/n bursts into laughter)

[Scene: The Concert, Y/n, Ross, Monica, and Chandler are sitting in their seats looking at the three empty ones.]

Monica: You know what? I'm not gonna be able to enjoy this.

Ross: Yeah, I know, it's my birthday. We all should be here.

Chandler: So, let's go.

(They get up and start to leave, but the band starts to play.)

Ross: Well maybe, you know, maybe we should stay for one song.

Chandler: Yeah, I mean, it would be rude to them (the band) for us to leave now.

Monica: You know, the guys are probably having a great time.

[Menwhile at Monica and Rachel's, Joey is trying to entertain Phoebe and Rachel.]

Joey: (holding a hand behind his back) Come on you guys, one more time.

Phoebe: Ok. One.

Joey: Nooo. (He brings out his hand and is holding up two fingers.)

[Back at The Concert, the show has ended and everyone is starting to leave.]

Monica: That was amazing!

Ross: Excellent, that was excellent.

Chandler: I can't believe the guys missed this.

Y/n: What guys? Oh, yeah.

Young Man: Excuse me, you're Monica Geller aren't you?

Monica: Do I know you?

Young Man: You used to be my babysitter.

Monica: Oh my god, little Stevie Fisher? How've you been?

Steve: Good, good, I'm a lawyer now.

Monica: You can't be a lawyer. You're eight.

Steve: Listen, it was nice to see you. I gotta run backstage.

Monica: Uh, wait, backstage?

Steve: Oh, yeah, my firm represents the band.

Y/n: (introducing himself) Y/n.

Ross: (introducing himself) Ross.

Chandler: (introducing himself) Chandler.

Steve: How are you? Look, you guys wanna meet the group? Come on. So, are you one of the ones who fooled around with my dad?

[Later at Central Perk, Rachel, Phoebe, and Joey are there as Ross, Monica, and Chandler enter.]

Ross: Hey, you guys.

Rachel: Happy birthday.

Ross: Oh, thank you, thanks. So uh, how was your night last night?

Rachel: Oh, well, it pretty much sucked. How was yours?

Monica: Yeah, ours pretty much sucked, oh, but, I did run into little Stevie Fisher. Remember him?

Rachel: Oh yeah. I used to babysit him. Hey, how's his dad?

Monica: Uh, good.

Y/n: Honestly, the whole evening was pretty much a bust. I can't remember anything.

Chandler: He's not lying about that part. We really missed you guys.

Joey: Yeah, look, we were just saying, this whole thing is so stupid.

Phoebe: We just have to really, really, really, not let stuff like money get—(notices something on Monica's neck)—Is that a hickey?

Monica: No, I just, I fell down.

Rachel: On someone's lips? Where'd you get the hickey?

Monica: You know, a party, or...

Rachel: What party?

Ross: It wasn't so much a party as a...a gathering of people, with food, and music, and, and the band.

Joey: You partied with Hootie and the Blowfish?

Chandler: Yes, apparently Stevie and Hootie are like this. (Holds up crossed fingers.)

Rachel: Who gave you that hickey?

Monica: That would be the work of a Blowfish...I think... I don't remember anything.

Rachel: Oh!

Phoebe: Oh! I can't believe it. I can't believe this. We're just like, sitting at home, trying to guess Joey's fingers, and you guys are out like partying and having fun, and you know, all, "Hey, Blowfish, suck on my neck".

Ross: Look, don't blame us. You guys coulda been there, you know.

Rachel: What, as part of your poor friends outreach program?

(Monica's pager goes off)

Monica: Oh great, it's work. (To Ross) Can you hand me that? (Ross hands her the phone.)

Chandler: I don't know what to say. I'm sorry that we make more money than you. But we're not gonna feel guilty about it. We work really hard for it.

Joey: And we don't work hard?

Monica: (on phone) Yeah, hi, it's Monica. I just got a page.

Y/n: We're just saying that sometimes we like to do stuff that costs a little more.

Joey: And you feel like we hold you back.

Chandler: Yes.

Rachel: Oh!

Chandler: No.

(Everyone starts bickering.)

Monica: Leon, Leon. Shhh! Guys. (They quiet down.) Wait, I don't understand. Those steaks were just a gift from the meat vendor. That was not a kick back. I'll just replace them and we can forget the whole thing. (Listens) What corporate policy? (Listens) No. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Okay. (Hangs up) I just got fired.

Phoebe: Oh.

(Everyone goes over to comfort Monica)

Waitress: (To Monica) Here's your check. That'll be $4.12.

Joey: (grabs the check) Let me get that. (To Y/n) You got five bucks?
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[The first post credit scene shows Chandler and Joey's, Joey is lying on the couch as the phone rings. He's also screening the calls.]

Machine: Here comes the beep, you know what to do.

Jade: Hi, it's me. Listen, Bob. I'm probably way out of line here. I mean, It has been 3 years, and you're probably seeing someone else now, but if we could just have one night together, just for old time's sake, one hot, steamy, wild night...

(Joey lunges for phone and misses.)
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[The second post credit scene flashes back to the party. A tipsy Monica was dancing when someone "bumped" into her, pouring a drink on her.]

Bowfish: Oops, my bad.

Monica: It's okay.

Blowfish: Don't worry, I've got some shirts in the back room. (Points to a bedroom).

Monica: Thanks but, I'm here with my friends so...no...

Blowfish: C'mon, it'll be over-

Y/n: Oi. (The blowfish turned around to see Y/n, slightly drunk) When a lady says no, she means no.

Blowfish: Unless she's playing hard to get.

Monica: I'm not!

Y/n: (picks up Monica) I have a jacket, wait here, Blowfish boy.

[Cuts to Monica and Y/n in the bathroom. Y/n puts his jacket around her]

Y/n: There- *hic* now you don't have to worry about him.

Monica: *hic* Thanks, Cocktail. (Holds his face) You know, I wouldn't mind if it was you.

(The two suddenly get closer as Monica pulls Y/n into a small kiss before Y/n leaves a hickey in her neck. She pulls him in and moans a bit. However, Y/n passes out, as does Monica before they go any further. Chandler comes in, tipsy himself)

Chandler: (looks at Y/n) Now I have to carry you again...It's like highschool all over again. (Drags Y/n and Monica out by the feet)

End