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"Oh, no, no, no, no."
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"There's little Ben nodding off." Ross showed us Ben's baby pictures.
"Aw, look at Aunt Monica's little boy." Monica gushed.
"Oh, look, he's got Ross' haircut." Phoebe exclaimed and chuckled.
"Let me see." Rachel grabbed the photo and looked at it. "God, he is just the cutest thing ever." She was practically on top of Ross. "You must just want to kiss him all over."
"That would be nice." Ross was in a trance while he stared at her. Chandler scoffed slightly.
"Pardon?" Ross and Rachel sat up on the couch.
"Nothing. Just a little extra air in my mouth." Chandler waved them off before heading over to the counter for more coffee.
"Chan, can you help me out here? I promise I'll pay you later." Joey called my brother over.
"Oh, yeah. Right, okay. Including the waffles last week, you now owe me...17 jillion dollars." Chandler looked down at his roommate.
"I will, really. I'll pay you back." Joey reassured him.
"Here, I'll pay for it. It's fine." I put down a twenty and handed the receipt to the waitress standing behind the counter.
"Alright, I'll pay both of you back." He smiled at us.
"Where is this money coming from?" Chandler crossed his arms over his chest.
"I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. med school with some, uh, research." Joey cleared his throat and answered my brother.
"What kind of research?" Ross spoke up loudly, not even looking up from the photos.
"Just, you know, science." Joey chuckled nervously. I was the only person who knew how Joey was making money.
"Science." Everyone glanced over at him. "Yeah, I think I've heard of that." Ross nodded his head.
"It's a fertility study." He finally confessed, making everyone gasp in surprise.
"Please tell me you're only donating your time, Joey." Monica held back her laughter, but Rachel and I were already beyond that point.
"Alright, come on, you guys. It's not that big of a deal." He waved it off. "I just go down there every other day and–and make my contribution to the project. But at the end of two weeks, I get $700." He explained. "But according to the rules, if I want to get the money, I'm not allowed to conduct any personal experiments if you know what I mean."
"You're going to be making money hand over first." Phoebe replied before realizing the joke. We all chuckled again. Later, we were upstairs setting up for Rachel's birthday party.
