"If anyone can tell when he's bluffing it's me. And there was a hell of a lot of bluffing coming through that wall," he finished, turning to face his girlfriend. "Really," she said, "I would've never guessed. Does this mean… he doesn't love Carol?" she asked. "You see, that's the problem. He's in love with two women. One who returns his feelings for her, and one he won't even admit that he harbors them for her." He finished. "Please don't tell any one" he begged. She shook her head. "I'm sorry, I have to tell Rachel, she`s my best friend in the whole world. She'd do this for me. Chandler," she said, cutting off his protests. "I'm sorry. This is just too huge. She needs to know." "Fine," he gave in. "How will you tell her you found-" "I'll come up with something," she interrupted him, "I've gotten pretty damn good at lying these past five weeks.
Monica went down early for breakfast the next morning, where Rachel was already making some toast and eggs. "Morning, you're up earlier than usual," she said, noticing the clock only read 6:30. "Oh, yeah," she said, shoveling some scrambled eggs onto a plate for Monica, "I woke up at, like, 5 and haven't been able to fall back asleep since
so…." She trailed off, shrugging her shoulders. "Hey, can I talk to you outside for a minute?" asked Monica, seeing her chance. "Sure Mon, just let me grab some jam."
Once they were outside (there was a deck by the kitchen with a gorgeous view of the ocean) Rachel asked "So, what's up?" "Ross is in love with you." Monica blurted out, cautious of her next choice of words. I heard him lying to Carol about it last night when she got home at 1:00. She was mad because she thought he loved you too and he said he didn't but you know him. Worst. Liar. Ever." She finished, letting it sink in.
"Well this is just," Rachel began, "This is just… hilarious!" she laughed, slapping her knee as hard as she could, "I mean, you really had me going there for a minute, I was like 'Woah'." "Come again?" asked Monica, clearly confused, "Come on Mon, I mean it's Ross, you said it yourself, the guy can't lie! Trust me, is Ross loved me, I'd know."
"You're right," Monica lied, "I almost had you there. Just out of curiosity though, totally off topic, how would you feel if he… did…?" she asked, as breezily as she could. "Well, I don't know!" said Rach, "I mean, its Ross, it'd take months to even start looking at him in that way," she said, "Maybe then… I don't know." She finished setting down her cup. "Okay then," said Mon, "I'm still pretty tired, and it's still pretty early, so I'm going to lie down for a while longer." And with that she turned and went inside. Completely unaware of the very real change she had made on the way her best friend looked at her big brother. Forever.