joy+and+molly's+whodunnit

__A Deathly Dinosaur__ Ross was all ready for a day of work. He had his coffee at Central Perk and took a taxi to his job at the New York Museum of Prehistoric History. He was so excited: “Today is the big day-- my stegosaurus is finally being put up! Isn’t that exciting?!” He told the taxi driver. When he got to work, he punched in his card, hung up his coat and he went to the lobby of the museum where they were putting together the dinosaur. Chandler and Joey were already there, carrying boxes of tools and metal rods for the support of the bones. “Monica and Rachel are out buying some screws,” Chandler panted and Joey replied, “and a sandwich. Don’t forget the sandwich.” “Great guys, thank you so much for coming to help me,” said Ross. Phoebe responded from her corner column, “Anytime Ross…..” a little menacingly. What had Ross done to make her so angry? She just couldn’t remember. “What are you doing to help Ross?” asked Joey. “Oh I’m being the supervisor.” In her chartreuse dress, she glanced over at Chandler, who seemed to be shaking. “Are you okay Chandler?” “Where are my cigarettes, I want my cigarettes,” he screamed. “No cigarettes for you, Chandler,” scolded Ross. “Hey Monica take a picture of me with the dinosaur and send it to mom and dad,” said Ross. “Do I have to? They love you more than me. Even with your three divorces and kid with a lesbian,” she pouted. “Oh suck it up Monica,” he replied, dusting off a bone with one of his special brushes. “Wheres my sandwich, Ross?” “I ate it.” Joey was so hungry. “JOEY DOESN’T SHARE FOOD!” he protested, dropping the wrench he was holding. “You know what Ross doesn’t share? My opinion that we were not on a break,” said Rachel, her face as red as her sweater. All of a sudden the dinosaur fell on Ross. Everyone screamed, but it was too late. Ross was dead, and it was no accident. When the police arrived, they found the stegosaurus on top of Ross, his arms and legs sticking out. His body had been crushed under the weight. “Someone loosened these screws!” the policeman said, “Who put them in?” “Oh my god, we’re the ones that bought them!” Monica said tearfully to Rachel, “We could be accused of murder!” “But we didn’t do it!” “I know who did it! IT WAS YOU!” Phoebe pointed at all of them. “WHO?” “Oh I don’t know, I was just doing that for dramatic effect. I really have no idea, but it wasn’t me.” But what were you doing? wondered Monica. “I was supervising.” “What does that mean though? We were all busy! You would have had time to sneak over and loosen the screws! And you’ve been angry at Ross for a week!” Phoebe gasped, “OH! But so were you! Because your mom and dad always liked Ross more than you! OH! All of you were mad at him!” “I was only mad because he took my cigarettes!” “We all know what nicotine withdrawal can do to a person!!” “Wait!” The cop pulled a vermillion thread from one of the bones. “Whose is this?” “It’s mine,” snapped a tearstained Rachel, “but I didn’t kill him, I was desperately in love with him! I probably just brushed up against one of the bones while I was helping Chandler and Joey.” “Well it wasn’t me!” Joey said. “This case is open for further investigation,” said the police officer, “please clear the scene.”

__Hired or fired?__ The murderer is not Phoebe because she was too far away from the crime and did not have anything to do with the tools. It could not be Joey because he dropped the hammer. Chandler was just really mad about his cigarettes, that is all he wanted so it wasn’t him. And that leaves Monica and Rachel. So it had to be Rachel because she was right next to the dinosaur when it happened. Also, the thread from her sweater was on the weapon. The screws she and Monica bought could have been purposely tampered with. She Could have picked up the wrench that joey dropped and hit the dinosaur with it causing it to fall on Ross. Her motive was that he cheated on her and she was so in love with him.