The next day, since Joey had no auditions to go to, Chandler called in sick to work and they spent a lustful day at home. In between rounds of take-out food and rest, they experimented in both their beds, on the couch, leaning against the white dog statue, and other places around their apartment.
The guys were doing it on their couch again, oblivious to the outside world, when Monica sneaked in to steal the TV guide as always. They didn't even hear her soft gasp before she left.
Back in the hallway, Monica composed herself for a moment, then returned to her apartment.
"So where is it?" Rachel asked, sitting in front of the TV with the remote.
"Huh?" Then Monica realized. "Oh, I couldn't find the TV guide. They must have hid it really well. I told you Chandler was onto us."
"Rats!" She flipped to the preview channel and tried to find something good to watch.
Monica sat down on the couch and twiddled her thumbs nervously. Finally she got up the courage to speak. "Um, Rachel, do you ever get the feeling that Joey and Chandler are a little too... close?"
Rachel threw down the remote and turned to her, relieved. "Oh my God, yes! Thank you! I was so worried about saying something because I haven't known them as long as the rest of you guys."
"So you see it too?"
"How can I not? At first I thought it was just Chandler giving the vibe, but it's Joey, too! I mean, I know Chandler sleeps with women, and Joey sleeps with *a lot* of women, but hello, they totally dig each other!"
"I know!" Monica felt more relaxed and encouraged. "In fact, I bet that one of these days I'll walk in to find them secretly doing it."
Rachel giggled. "You are so bad! Wouldn't that be wild? Joey humping Chandler like Marcel on my Barbie doll."
"You'd think that's how it would be, but really--" She suddenly realized what she was saying. "But really, I wouldn't know if it would be that way, or some other way."
Rachel didn't catch Monica's slip-up, being too busy laughing hysterically about a memory of Joey and Chandler. "Remember, remember when they kissed at the New Year's party? Ross still has the photo somewhere."
The guys were doing it on their couch again, oblivious to the outside world, when Monica sneaked in to steal the TV guide as always. They didn't even hear her soft gasp before she left.
Back in the hallway, Monica composed herself for a moment, then returned to her apartment.
"So where is it?" Rachel asked, sitting in front of the TV with the remote.
"Huh?" Then Monica realized. "Oh, I couldn't find the TV guide. They must have hid it really well. I told you Chandler was onto us."
"Rats!" She flipped to the preview channel and tried to find something good to watch.
Monica sat down on the couch and twiddled her thumbs nervously. Finally she got up the courage to speak. "Um, Rachel, do you ever get the feeling that Joey and Chandler are a little too... close?"
Rachel threw down the remote and turned to her, relieved. "Oh my God, yes! Thank you! I was so worried about saying something because I haven't known them as long as the rest of you guys."
"So you see it too?"
"How can I not? At first I thought it was just Chandler giving the vibe, but it's Joey, too! I mean, I know Chandler sleeps with women, and Joey sleeps with *a lot* of women, but hello, they totally dig each other!"
"I know!" Monica felt more relaxed and encouraged. "In fact, I bet that one of these days I'll walk in to find them secretly doing it."
Rachel giggled. "You are so bad! Wouldn't that be wild? Joey humping Chandler like Marcel on my Barbie doll."
"You'd think that's how it would be, but really--" She suddenly realized what she was saying. "But really, I wouldn't know if it would be that way, or some other way."
Rachel didn't catch Monica's slip-up, being too busy laughing hysterically about a memory of Joey and Chandler. "Remember, remember when they kissed at the New Year's party? Ross still has the photo somewhere."