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"That'll teach you to lick my muffin."
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"Okay, Chandler, Mon. There's only one banana nut muffin." Rachel went over to them with the plate. My brother quickly grabbed it.
"Hey! I ordered mine first." Monica reached over to take it out of his hands.
"Yeah, but I'm so much faster." Chandler shrugged his shoulders.
"Give to me." Monica held out her hands.
"No." Chandler shook his head.
"Give it to me!" Monica raised her voice.
"Fine, you can have it." He licked the top before handing it to her. She moved her hand aside, handing him back the muffin.
"Alright then." She grabbed the yellow coffee mug and licked it. "There you go. Enjoy your coffee." She smirked.
"That was there when I got here." Chandler bit into the muffin triumphantly while Monica wiped down her tongue.
"Hey, you guys will never guess who's coming to New York." Phoebe came into the coffee house.
"Quick, Phoebe, tell us before he swallows." Monica rushed her.
"Ryan, that guy I went out with who's in the navy." Phoebe quickly answered, making Chandler grunt as he continued chewing.
"You went out with a guy in the navy?" Rachel tilted her head to the side.
"I met him while I was playing guitar in Washington Square Park. Ryan threw in salt water taffy 'cause he didn't have any change." She giggled.
"Oh, is this when you wrote 'Salt Water Taffy Man'?" Joey snapped his fingers.
"No." Phoebe replied as if it were obvious. "No, he was my submarine guy. He resurfaces, like, every couple years, and we have the most amazing three days together." She gushed. "Only this time, he's coming for two weeks. Two whole weeks. Which means yay!"
"So, this guy goes down for like two years at a time?" Rachel questioned. Chandler grunted again since he just took another bite of his muffin.
"That'll teach you to lick my muffin." Monica was having a lot of fun. He grunted again, this time turning completely red.
"Hi." Ross came into the coffee house all depressed.
"What happened, Ross?" I pouted and glanced back at him.
"I just spoke to Carol. Ben's got the chicken pox." The rest of us awed sadly. "So if you haven't already had it, the chances are you're going to get it." He warned. Everyone except for Phoebe had the chicken pox. The next day, we were taking care of Phoebe since she got the disease.
"Ugh, this lipstick looks just great on you." Rachel put the cap back on the tube.
"Your hair has been beautiful French braided." I finished tied the end of her hair.
