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"Hey, Chan, can you help me out here? I promise I'll pay you back," Joey gave his best friend his award-winning smile as he held out his bill.
"Oh, yeah, right," Chandler nodded as he gave him a sarcastic look, "Okay including the waffles last week, you now owe me... 17 jillion dollars!"
"I will, really," Joey promised with a pout, "I'll pay you back this time."
Chandler sighed before he plucked the receipt from his hands to pay for it. "And where's this money coming from?"
"Well," Joey paused as he looked at the rest of the friends, hoping they were too busy looking at photos of Ben to hear him, "I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. Med School with some... research."
"What kind of research?" Ross jumped in with a curious look as he set down the photos of Ben.
"Oh, just, y'know... Science," He shrugged as he looked away from the friends.
"Science," Ross nodded slowly as a smirk made its way onto his face, "Yeah, I think I've heard of that."
At that, the girls all turned to him with curious looks as they waited for him to explain.
Joey sighed and averted his gaze from Veronica before he spoke up quietly. "... It's a fertility study."
Monica laughed. "Oh, Joey, please tell me you're only donating your time."
Joey rolled his eyes. "Alright, come on you guys, it's not that big a deal. Really, I mean, I just go down there every other day and... make my contribution to the project. Hey, hey, but at the end of two weeks, I get seven hundred dollars."
"Wow, ooh, you're gonna be making money hand over fist!" Phoebe laughed.
"Awe, it's okay Joe," Veronica cooed as he rolled his eyes, "Here, you can have the rest of my cookie."
"Awesome!" Joey grinned as he took a huge bite out of the cookie, "Thanks, Ronnie."
Veronica grimaced. "You can wait till your mouth isn't full, honey."
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Monica flitted across the kitchen as she ticked things off out loud. "Okay, we got the coleslaw, we got the buns-"
"We've got the ground-up flesh of formerly cute cows and turkeys, ew," Phoebe grimaced as she pulled out the ground meat from the fridge in disdain.
"Men are here," Chandler called out in an overly-deep voice.
"We make fire. Cook meat," Joey copied him as he held out the bag of coal.
"Then put out fire by peeing, no get invited back."
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Fanfiction❝After we what?❞ ❝Kiss. Four little letters just like my name.❞ ❝And you're nuts. Four little letters just like your name.❞ | In which Monica Geller's apartment has three rooms | [FRIENDS] [Season 1 - 10] [Joey Tribbiani x OC]