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A Typical Morning

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The friends were having a normal morning in New York City.

Ross and Rachel fell in and out of love four hundred and twenty times within the space of thirty-five minutes and finally decided that they were on again. No, sorry, off again. Oh, now they're on again – no off – oh I give up….

Joey individually named all his pairs of socks after Star Wars characters, then had a staring competition with the wall for four hours (the wall won), and then had an in-depth political discussion about the global affairs concerning…. Oh well, two out of three isn't bad.

Phoebe composed a song about a tiny piece of dust she spotted on the floor that, like, totally changed her viewpoint on life. Deep.

Monica simultaneously cleaned the floorboards, walls, ceiling and curtains of a house in California. (She had started cleaning in her own apartment in New York and just kept going west).

Chandler appeared at the last moment and made an incredibly witty remark that summed up all of these events in a humorous one-liner that was delivered with a droll expression and razor-sharp timing. Then he sidled off into the background until there was a call for him to appear again. There wasn't.

They each happily attended to their own activities until Phoebe ran into a little trouble with her song.

"Oh dust on the floor

You like to ignore

The world all around you

But now that I've found you

My life has now changed"

She frowned, trying to come up with another line. "Can you guys help me?"

Rachel, however, was preoccupied and muttered to herself. "Gunther and I would be just perfect together. If only I could get him to notice me…. Hmphf, it's never going to happen…I bet he doesn't even know my name."

Monica was too engrossed in reading the label of a cleaning product. "One wash cleans all', my butt," she said scornfully.

Ross was ranting about his favourite topic. "WE WERE ON A BREAK!"

Joey addressed the wall firmly. "Ok, best out of three."

Phoebe pleaded with them all. "Oh come on, guys. Think of a line to rhyme with My life has now changed."

Chandler looked at her incredulously and shook his head. "I swear you're deranged."

"Great!" Phoebe exclaimed, smiling at him in gratitude. "That fits perfectly, thank you."