Title: Hey, I'm Joey From The Bar

Author's Note: For all the RxR fans, I promise, RxR will end up together. I mean, they are just made for ech other. Why change it? But just read on, before they get together a lot happens...(I've decided to make it more complicated than the original story in my head)

Extra Note: The new characters are made up by me.

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Frank Lebert, Rachel's new boss, walks to Rachel. 'Rachel.' He asks. He pronounced her name like: Raquel.

'You can do better than this.' He says in a French accent. 'Last week you hardly did anything. What is wrong?'

'I don't know. I mean, moving from New York to here was a pretty big step for me, I guess.'

'Have friends there?' He asks worried.

'Yeah.' She nods.

Frank takes a chair and sits next to her. She gazes at the computerscreen. 'Rachel. I brought you here because you're very good. But did you come here for the right reasons?' He looks at her. 'Did you come for money?'

She nods softly. 'But there's this guy who told me I should go. And I thought it would be fun. I mean, this is Paris!'

'I cannot keep you here if your performance does not get better.' His funny accent again.

She finnaly gave him a look. 'I try to do my best, sir, but that's all I can. I just need some time to get used to all this.'

'I know.' He stands up. 'It's almost Christmas, maybe you can fly back to New York to spend some time with your family.'

Rachel nods and looks at the screen again.

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Ross takes his phone and dials a number. Joey came to Ross' place to encourage him.

'Hello?' A soft voice asks. It was a woman.

'Eh...hello, this is uh...Joey.' Ross stutters. He looks at Joey. Joey gives him two thumbs up and smiles.

'Joey?' The woman asks. 'From the bar?'

'Uh..yeah..Joey from the bar.' Ross coughs. 'Uhm...remember?'

'Yeah, I remember! I've waited two weeks for you to call me! Why didn't you call!'

'I was uhm...busy.' Ross' cheeks are starting to blush a little. Even though he can't see her.

Joey writes down some words.

'I...was...audition...at Ugly Betty.' Ross reads.

'You was audition at Ugly Betty?' She asks confused.

'Uhm...yeah. I did this part for a...' Ross reads. 'Boyfriend for Amanda?'

'Oh, Amanda!' The woman almost yells through the phone. 'In that case I'll forgive you!'

'So, you still want that date?' Ross' stuttering begins to fade away.

'Yeah, absolutly! How about we meet at Central Perk tommorow?'

'Great! Do you still remember how I look...?'

'Ehm...I'm afraid not. I'm good at remembering things, it's just that I had a lot to do lately. But you'll remember me!'

'My audition...' Ross mumbles.

'Oh, yeah. I'm tall and blond. You are?'

'I have black hair.'

'That would be enough, I think.'

'Okay. What time?'

'6 o'clock?'

'That's great.'

'Alright, see you then. Can't wait!'

'Me neither.'

'Bye Joey.'

'Bye...' He hangs up.

'Way to go man, you've got yourself a date!' Joey exclaims.

'Shoot!' Ross yells.

'What?'

'Forgot to ask her name. Damn it!'

Joey just grins.

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At the Bing's house, Chandler and Monica just came back from the supermarket. Monica takes Jack inside. Chandler takes Erica and a bag. Monica greets the neighbours. 'Hi Brittany and Joe!'

'Hi Monica and Chandler.'

Monica and Chandler smile and walk inside. A few minutes later Chandler comes back for the other bags. Chandler closes the car and looks at Joe. 'Hey, I see you're giving your flowers some water, huh?' Joe nods and smiles.

'You know you remember me of mt friend. His name is Joey. Funny name, huh? Joe. Joey. Joe...y.' Chandler starts to laugh nervously, because he doesn't see Joe laughing. 'Alright this is the moment I have to stop laughing and talking.' Chandler tells himself. He carries the bags inside. 'Bye, Joe.' He greets.

Joe mumbles something.

Chandler places the bags on the couch. 'Okay, do they not like me or something?!' He asks Monica.

'Who?'

'The new neighbours.'

'Well, I wouldn't use the words not-liking...' Monica tries.

'They like you! They don't like me! Or they like me less than you. Why is that?'

'Maybe...because you always make jokes.'

'Yeah! But you married me, so you have no problem with it!'

'It's might be that your jokes aren't funny. Or they don't understand them. Or you laugh about your own jokes. I think it's the second!' Monica adds quickly.

'Okay. But I'm gonna do something about it! I'm gonna...I'm gonna...be a serious no-joking Chandler!'

Monica just looks at him in disbelief.

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Author's Note: What do you think? Please review. Without any reviews I won't get the motivation to write on. I do know what happens next and how it ends...;)