~Savannah's POV~
I glance over at Rachel who seems to be struggling. She's looking at me with that "help me" expression. Uh oh. Time to be a good friend/wingwoman. What do I do?
"Did I hear Paris in the midst of all that flirting?" Andrew beats me to it.
"Paris?! I love Paris!!! Well, I assume I would love it. I've always wanted to go!" I say. I think we might've saved Rachel.. and Ross.
"Rachel had an amazing idea. Let's all go to Paris!" Ross giggles and I watch Rach's face go even redder.
"Well, Ross inspired that idea!" She says, nudging him.
"So a failed flirting attempt is where the idea originated from?" Ross asks, cocking his head to the side and nudging her back.
"Guess so." She smirks.
"Wherever it came from, I'm totally in!" I laugh.
"And if she's in, I'm automatically in." Andrew says, showing me a smirk.
I giggle and casually grab my cheeks, hiding my blush.
We sit at the table timidly flirting, and occasionally, boldly flirting for around an hour, I think. I notice the sun starting to set out the window.
"Woah, we need to go freshen up! Not that it would matter but umm I wanna try to, uhh.." Aw. Ross wants to look nice for Rachel.
"Yeah. We better go, get out of these airplane clothes!" Rachel helps him out.
"What hotel are ya'll staying at?" Andrew asks me.
I tell him and he and Ross agree to meet in our lobby in an hour. It'll be night time and the city will be fully awake. I'm so ecstatic, I can hardly think straight. Also, it's our first night here and we have dates. DATES.
"What what do we need to wear?" Rachel asks, since the boys refuse to tell us what we're doing.
"Well you'll look good in anything, so probably anything." Ross blushes at Rachel, and the gesture is returned.
She giggles. I don't think she knows what to say, so I giggle too.
"Well, Savannah will probably wear something Fifty Shades of Grey cause you know how she is about her books!" Rachel blurts.
I gawk at her. Did she really just say that? No, they do not know. We just met them! I know she's getting me back for the Friends statement. I'm just about to casually brush it off until Andrew speaks up.
"Guess I'll have to wear my grey tie then" he smirks.
Oh my..
