Chapter 21: The One with Ross’s Wedding III
Chapter 21
The reception dinner was being held at Emily's parents' estate—a beautiful, ivy-covered mansion that looked like it belonged in a movie. The kind of place that made you instinctively check your shoes for mud before walking in.
As we arrived, I spotted them—five of them. Ross, Monica, Chandler, Joey, and Rachel. Standing just in from the bathroom door, looking collectively awkward. I couldn't help but think, Man, it's a shame Phoebe isn't here to complete the infamous six.
They looked like they'd stepped off a TV screen. It was surreal.
Inside, guests milled about, wine glasses clinking and polite conversations floating through the air. Ross tried to keep smiling as people approached him with forced congratulations.
Mr. Geller clapped Ross on the back as they reached the hall. "Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?"
Ross said, incredulous, "That's true. Thanks, Dad."
Then, in a burst of nervous energy, he turned to the room. "People should be dancing! Huh? Hey, this is a party! Come on! Joey, dance!"
Joey started to dance awkwardly but stopped when no one else joined him.
Evelyn took a sip of her champagne and said dryly, "There isn't even a proper chair to sit on," her tone disapproving.
Charlie walked by, eyeing Ross's retreat. "Well, at least it'll make for a memorable wedding video. Or a cautionary tale."
"Well, at least he already has a divorce lawyer," I added.