Blair: You sound like a jealous boyfriend. Chuck: Yeah, right. You wish. Blair: No...you wish. Chuck: Please, you forget who you're talking to. Blair: So do you. Do you....like me? Chuck: Define like. Blair: 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?
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