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B: Sorry. It slipped.

S: I'm fine. I really want to believe that was an accident.

B: Then you must be delusional.

S: Thank you. 

C:Running out of colors here Blair.

S:And I'm running out of patience. Enough, okay?

B: It's enough when I say it's enough.

B: God!

C: Girls, break it up!

B: Get off of me!

S: Is that enough yet? So we have actually come to physical blows, huh? Truce?

B: Oh, my leg!

C: Serena, you're out of here.

S: Oh, my gosh. I hope it's broken.

G: Hey, upper east siders. We hear that world war Ⅲ just broke out, and it's wearing kneesocks, choose your side or run and hide. We have a feeling this one's to the death.