Yolked
"Rach,"
"Oh, not now honey, I am so tired,"
"Me too," he nods.
"Hey, you've done this before,"
"I only had Ben one night a week. You remember,"
"Yeah, I remember,"
They smile at each other.
"What was it you wanted to tell me?"
"Umm, well I was checking her medical book for her shots and I, uh...please don't be mad at me,"
"What is it?"
"Really, we should be mad at Monica. It was her name,"
"Ross,"
"Well, Emma Geller-Green. E G-G. Egg,"
"We...we named our baby Egg?" Rachel blinks.
"Not named her. Just her initials,"
"We are never mentioning this to anybody else. Understand?"
"Yes!"
"Nobody will ever know,"
"We could give her a middle name?" he suggests.
"Storm!"
"Ruth!"
"James!"
"She's a girl, Rachel!"
"James is a girl's name!"
"Emma James Geller-Green? You have got to be kidding me,"
"If you call her Emma Ruth, her initials are Ergg. Is that what you want, a daughter called Ergg!?"
"Look, I am too tired to have this argument right now. Hold until the morning?" he offers.
"Yeah,"
"Okay, I'm going back to bed. Night night, Rach,"
"Goodnight, honey,"
"Night night, Emma Helen Geller-Green,"
"Veto!"