Chandler sat with Joey in the coffee house. Joey ordered his coffee and had already began to talk to Chandler about his date last night. Not that Chandler was listening, of course. But he couldn't help listening when Joey began talking once again..
"And then she practically, like, jumped on me, and we made out and then I took her to my room, and then we-"
"Hey! Hello! I'm here, and strangely enough I don't want to know about your sex life, okay?" Chandler asked, his heart beating as soon as he mentioned sex. He knew what would come next.
"Fine, let's talk about yours. Anything going on?" Joey asked. Chandler shook his head. "Chandler..." Joey said, looking suspicious.
"What?" Chandler asked.
"When was the last time you... y'know?" Joey asked.
"Hmm. See, what iI'm going to do here is pretend you never asked that question. Goodbye!" Chandler said, sipping his coffee.
"C'mon Chandler, we're guys, we can talk about this stuff." Joey said. Chandler sighed. "How long?" He asked.
"I don't know. A couple of months?" Chandler guessed.
"Since Janice?" Joey asked. Chandler nodded. "So how many months is that?" Joey asked.
"Almost seven," Chandler muttered, feeling himself go red.
"What?! How are you not dead yet?! We have to get you laid. Look at that blond, she's nice, isn't she?" Joey said, pointing to a woman sitting with a bunch of girls. Chandler sighed and looked away, his eyes falling on another woman. She was all alone. And man was she beautiful. Joey turned to Chandler.
"Are you even listening? Who are you looking at?" Joey moved next to Chandler, who was now leaning on his hand staring at the woman. Joey lined his eyes up with Chandler and saw her. "God, she is hot." Joey muttered. "Go talk to her." Chandler looked alarmed.
"What? No! I couldn't!" He said, panicking.
"Dude, all you need is a one night stand. Just be charming, and she'll sleep with you. Then do the deed, tell her you'll call her, and don't." Joey said. Chandler nodded.
"Okay." He said, going over to the woman. She looked up and smiled.
"Hi," She said.
"Hi." Chandler returned shyly. He fiddled with his finger and wouldn't look at her. "Okay nice to meet you, bye!" He turned but stopped when she grabbed him. He turned around slowly and looked at her. Her eyes. Bright blue, and they were shining with laughter. She was laughing at him. Was that a good thing?
"Are you always this nervous?" She asked.
"Yes." He replied, not missing a beat. She laughed again. "I'm Monica," She said, extending her hand. He shook it and smiled.
"I'm um..." He paused, stuck for words.
"This would be where you say your name," Monica smiled.
"What? My name. Okay. Oh, okay! It's Chandler Bing, and I'm fairly certian my middle name is 'Idiot'." He muttered. And she laughed again. Oh, that laugh. If Chandler had enough time he would listen to her laugh all day.
"Monica Geller." She smiled. He couldn't help but smile back.
"Well... do you wanna get dinner tomorrow night?" He asked. She smiled again.
"Dinner sounds great." She wrote her name on a napkin and gave it to him, kissing his cheek. "Bye Chandler," She said, and she left. Chandler folded the napkin and put it into his pocket, walking back over to the couch. He collapsed onto it and smacked his head reapeatedly.
"How can you do that everyday?" Chandler asked.
"I never do that." Joey laughed.