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B:My problem is a two-faced, four-eyed devious little snipe in a fat suit. Did you really think you could rat me out to Yaleand get away with it?

N:I don't know what you're talking about.

B:Everyone's jealous of me because my life is perfect, and you've always been the most jealous of all.

N:People aren't jealous of you, Blair. They hate you. I didn't call Yale, and good luck figuring out who did. There are about athousand people who would relish taking you down.