School was out for another day, and Sarah was ready to relax. She headed up to the apartment ready to relax and not do anything at all.
She was in shock about last night at the coffeehouse listening to Ross playing the keyboard. Sarah remembered sitting in the coffeehouse thinking how horrible the music was and all she wanted to do was bash her head on the wall and lose consciousness.
She reached the apartment and opened the door. Chandler and Joey were yelling.
"Did you sleep with her?" Joey yelled.
"No, no I just kissed her," Chandler said in defense.
"What? That's even worse."
Sarah quietly shut the door behind her and watched the argument in silence.
"How is that worse?"
"I don't know, but it's the same."
"Look, I'm sorry. There was nothing I could do. I think I'm in love with her."
Sarah felt like smiling at Chandler's confession, but her father didn't seem quite as moved.
"Who cares? You went behind my back? I would never do that to you."
"You're right. I have no excuses. I was totally over the line."
"Over the line? Your so far past the line…you can't even see the line. The line is a dot to you."
"Yes, I feel horrible. You have to believe me."
Joey had a realization. "Is that why you bought all this stuff?"
Chandler looked guilty and frightened as the truth was coming out.
"Well, you know what?" Joey said walking to the television, "I will not watch your TV. I will not listen to your stereo, and there is a cinnamon-raison loaf in the new bread maker that I'm not gonna eat. You know why?"
Chandler placed his hand in his pockets. "Probably because…"
"Because it's all tainted with your betrayal."
Sarah was in shock at the wisdom in her father's words, and the shock that he could be so wise about this.
"For now on this apartment is empty to me."
Joey looked angry and hurt all at once. Chandler had his back to her and had his shoulders slumped.
"And I'm not happy about you either," Joey said pointing at Chandler. Joey walked toward his bedroom and Chandler moved as if to follow him. Suddenly the timer on the bread machine dinged.
"Oh," Joey said turning back to Chandler, "and just so ya know, I made that bread for you."
Chandler looked angry with himself and upset.
"You took my advice, as well as the advice of everyone else," Sarah said quietly.
"I should have just told him I slept with you," Chandler said turning toward her slightly.
Sarah walked over to the bread maker and pulled out the bread.
"That would have been a worse argument, and there would have been a fist thrown and perhaps a trip to the emergency room."
Chandler sighed and walked to his room. Sarah sat down and started eating the bread. It was going to be a difficult Thanksgiving.