They had sex even more enthusiastically than the night before, and Joey's murmurs of "Oh baby," increased in both frequency and volume. They seemed to have lost all their self-control, as well as their clothes.
When they finished, there was a silence as they both lay back and caught their breaths. Joey watched Chandler in the darkness, then came nearer and gently spooned him.
Chandler closed his eyes with a sigh and caressed the arm that embraced him. "I, um," he confessed hesitantly, "I guess you were right. I didn't want just any Tribbiani at your birthday party."
Joey held him tighter and kissed the back of his neck. "I couldn't stop thinking about you today."
Chandler swallowed, then cautiously turned to face Joey. "So, does this mean, um...?" He shrugged and could not find the words.
Joey caressed his face and answered, "If you, if you want it to." He kissed Chandler's lips tenderly. "I mean, if you think this isn't a mistake." His eyes were hopeful and searching.
"I don't know. I don't know anything anymore. This is so-so beyond me." Chandler rested his head against Joey's shoulder and clung to him. "I just, um, I just know that I can't stop thinking about you either."
Joey smiled and dared to feel happy. "Then that's-that's all you need to know."
Late that night, after a bitter telephone argument with Ross about Mark, Rachel still felt like yelling, so she went across the hall to tell Joey and Chandler not to give any more advice to Ross.
"Hey!" she yelled as she banged on their entertainment center. "Hey, wake up! If I'm up all night arguing with Ross, then you're going to be up all night too!" Nobody answered her, so she furiously threw open Chandler's door, but found the room empty. Confused, she then went over and threw open Joey's door, which gave her quite a shock: Joey and Chandler were sleeping naked in the bed together.
Rachel shrieked, and they both woke up. When they saw her, they scrambled to cover themselves with the blankets, and Joey stammered, "Rach! Um, uh, we can explain..."
"You guys had sex!"
"Yeah, that's pretty much it," Chandler quipped.
"Oh my God, this is huge! I gotta tell Monica. Monica!" She ran back to her apartment.
Joey looked worried. "What should we do?"
Chandler shrugged. "Nothing. I mean," he pulled Joey closer, "we'd have to tell everybody eventually, wouldn't we?"
Joey hugged him back and watched his face. "You sure you're okay with this?"
Chandler nodded and kissed him.
Meanwhile, Rachel dragged a disbelieving Monica into the apartment, and pointed into Joey's bedroom. "I'm telling you, they're right there!"
Joey and Chandler stopped and waved at Monica with embarrassment. "Hi!"
Monica gaped at them, and finally responded sheepishly, "Hi."