By SarahKDonna ducked around a corner as she spotted Josh and Joey returning from lunch. As much as she wanted to maintain a professional appearance, she knew the sight of them together was more than she could handle right now. It had been a rough morning. She had finally admitted to herself how she truly felt about Josh, and now had to decide whether or not to do anything about it. At the moment, she was leaning toward not. *He’s happy with Joey,* she thought. *I’m not going to come between them. I would never do that to him. I just can’t let it get to me like this.* She tried to rationalize her feelings as much as she could, but the truth was, she just could not bear to face him right now.
Down the hall, Josh and Joey had met up with Kenny and were now having coffee in Josh’s office. They had things to discuss, especially the revelations that had stemmed from their lunch together. Kenny looked uncomfortable, which Josh thought was understandable given the nature of the conversation. After all, he had probably had to do this for Joey many times before.
"You know what’s wrong with us?" Josh asked. "We’re so damn alike."
"That could be a good thing," replied Kenny for Joey.
"Yeah, but it isn’t, is it?"
"This isn’t going to work."
"So where does that leave us?"
"Friends?" said Joey in her own voice.
"It sounds good to me," agreed Josh.
Kenny breathed a sigh of relief, causing Josh to turn and look at him.
"What?" asked Josh.
"Oh, nothing," replied Kenny. "That was actually easier than the last time. With Al Kiefer she started throwing things."
Joey signed something in response to what Kenny had said.
"What’d she say?" asked Josh.
"I did not." Kenny lowered his voice and continued. "She did." Joey glared at him in mock anger, then started signing again.
"Maybe this was doomed not to work out." Kenny looked somewhat exasperated at having to continue the conversation.
"What do you mean?" asked Josh, confused.
"Well, I think we both know there’s someone else…"
Josh frowned, trying to decide what she meant, then suddenly realized who she was talking about.
"I don’t…there’s nothing…" he trailed off, as he was beginning to consider whether she might be right.