Blair: Do you like me?
Chuck: Define like...
Blair: You've got to be kidding, I do not believe this!
Chuck: How do you think I feel? I haven't slept! I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach... fluttering
Blair: Butterflies? Oh no ... no no no, this is not happening!
Chuck: Believe me, no one is more surprised, or ashamed than I am.
Blair: Chuck. You know that I adore all of God’s creatures and the metaphors that they inspire. But, those butterflies? Have got to be murdered.
Chuck: Fine, it wasn’t that great anyway.
Blair: Thanks.
Blair: Do you like me?Chuck: Define like...Blair: You've got to be kidding, I do not believe this!Chuck: How do you think I feel? I haven't slept! I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach... flutteringBlair: Butterflies? Oh no ... no no no, this is not happening!Chuck: Believe me, no one is more surprised, or ashamed than I am.Blair: Chuck. You know that I adore all of God’s creatures and the metaphors that they inspire. But, those butterflies? Have got to be murdered.Chuck: Fine, it wasn’t that great anyway.Blair: Thanks.
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