Military drums attend the Bitches' first attempt to acquire and destroy Nelly Yuki. "Look, I'm not stupid. I know you're not really interested in how my family owns half of TriBeCa." Hazel scoffs: "Of course we're interested! You're the newest member of our little club!" Which, Penelope explains, is only for the very smartest junior girls. "Our junior class only has thirty girls. We're already an elite club. Can I go now?" Blair nails Hazel to the wall from down the hall with a single look, and she sputters and tries again: "You what would be hot? You, us at G Spa." Nelly Yuki does not drink. "Saks Fifth?" asks Penelope, but Nelly Yuki does not shop. "Yogurt on the steps?" Nelly Yuki is lactose intolerant. "Look, I really don't want any friends." Blair gets worried, because without a desperate need for popularity, her magic won't work. "All I want is to be alone. And to never listen to Flo Rida, ever again." B sniffs something in that, and nods to Penelope.
"What happened? A little backstage hit it and quit it?" I was all excited because I misheard the name and I thought they were talking about Flow, who was this bizarrely superfamous rap-rocker in the books that I loved, and I was so excited that he might be involved that I kind of lost track of myself and didn't connect it to the song or anything in the real world. "What? No, my boyfriend broke up with me at a Flo Rida concert." Penelope makes a fake sad face. "One minute we were waving our hands in the air like we just didn't care, and the next..." B starts downloading a track immediately, in her usual Blair way of starting chaotic shit and then figuring out how to spin it once the screaming starts, and shares a devious and triumphant look with Penelope and then, a moment later, Hazel gets that something has happened, and makes the mean face too.