OH! DARLING | joey tribbiani

sixteen

"I'm telling you," Monica explained to her friends as she set up champagne and glasses on the kitchen table, "she went to the airport and she's going to go for it with Ross."

Rachel had decided to go to the airport to welcome Ross back from China and tell him that she wants to try having more than a friendship with him.

"Oh my God, this is huge!" Phoebe couldn't believe it while Chandler and Joey did a little celebration. "This is... This is bigger than huge. This is like... Alright, what's bigger than huge?"

"Ginormous?" Quinn suggested, snuggled in Colin's arms with her back against his chest.

"This is bigger than ginormous," Phoebe countered.

"Um... This?" Joey said, speaking about Ross and Rachel possibly dating.

"Yes," the blonde agreed with him.

"Guys, you got new haircuts," Monica pointed out to the boys now that she was taking a second not to freak out over her brother and her best friend becoming a couple.

"Yes, yes we did. Thanks to Vidal Buffay," Chandler said, hands on Phoebe's shoulders.

"'Cause you know, if you don't look good we don't look good," the blonde imitated a fashion hairstylist. "I love that voice," she giggled at her impersonation.

Rachel burst in the apartment then, out of breath and with a zebra printed Band-Aid on her forehead.

"Whoa!" The friends exclaimed in surprise.

"Rach are you okay?" Quinn asked, motioning to her forehead.

"Airport! Airport!" Rachel tried to explain through her panting. "Ross... not alone! Julie... Arm around her! Oh... Cramp! Cramp! Cramp!"

"Okay, I think she's trying to tell us something," Chandler joked. "Quick, get the verbs."

Rachel punched him on the arm at the same time as Quinn smacked him behind the head.

"Ow! Double attack!" He whined.

"You!" Rachel pointed an accusatory finger at him and backed him in a corner of the kitchen. "You, you said he liked me. You, you... You slowpokes!" But her reprimand had to wait for another time as Ross and an unknown girl walked through the front door.

"That's alright Rach, we got the bags," Ross said before greeting his friends and then introducing everyone to the newcomer. "Julie, this is my sister Monica. This is Chandler, Phoebe, Joey, Quinn and her boyfriend Colin. Okay everyone," he rushed back next to the girl, "this is Julie."

"Julie!" Rachel repeated through a wheeze, still regaining control of her breathing.

"Aah," the gang all said, now understanding what Rachel was trying to tell them. "Hi!"

"Hi!" Julie greeted back. "But I'm not here, you haven't met me. I'll make a much better first impression tomorrow when I don't have twenty hours of cab and plane on me."

"And bus," Ross added.

"Oh my God! That..." And the two started speaking in half sentences to each other.

"You got to hear this story," Ross told his friends.

"We're on this bus that's easily 200 years old, right?" Julie started retelling. "And this guy–"

"And the chicken poops in her lap," Rachel interrupted, giving away the punch of the story. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she apologized when her friends glared at her. "I just gave away the ending, didn't I? Oh, it's just I heard this story in the cab and it is all I can think about."