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It　hides　the　scars；”　Mrs。　Coates　whispered　back。

The　room　was　abuzz　with　snatches　of　gossip　about　Blair’s　mother

and　Cyrus　Rose。　From　what　Blair　could　hear；　her　mother’s　friends

felt　exactly　the　same　way　she　did；　although　they　didn’t　exactly　use

words　like　annoying；　fat；　or　loser。

“I　smell　Old　Spice；”　Mrs。　Coates　whispered　to　Mrs。　Archibald。　“Do

you　think　he’s　actually　wearing　Old　Spice？”

That　would　be　the　male　equivalent　of　wearing　Impulse　body　spray；

which　everyone　knows　is　the　female　equivalent　of　nasty。

“I’m　not　sure；”　Mrs。　Archibald　whispered　back。　“But　I　think　he　might

be。”　She　snatched　a　cod…and…caper　spring　roll　off　Esther’s　platter；

popped　it　into　her　mouth；　and　chewed　it　vigorously；　refusing　to　say

anything　more。　She　couldn’t　bear　for　Eleanor　Waldorf　to　overhear

them。　Gossip　and　idle　chat　were　amusing；　but　not　at　the　expense　of

an　old　friend’s　feelings。

Bullshit！　Blair　would　have　said　if　she　could　have　heard　Mrs。

Archibald’s　thoughts。　Hypocrite！　All　of　these　people　were　terrible

gossips。　And　if　you’re　going　to　do　it；　why　not　enjoy　it？

Across　the　room；　Cyrus　grabbed　Eleanor　and　kissed　her　on　the　lips

in　full　view　of　everyone。　Blair　shrank　away　from　the　revolting　sight

of　her　mother　and　Cyrus　acting　like　geeky　teens　with　a　crush　and

turned　to　look　out　the　penthouse　window　at　Fifth　Avenue　and

Central　Park。　The　fall　foliage　was　on　fire。　A　lone　bicyclist　rode　out　of

the　Seventy…second　Street　entrance　to　the　park　and　stopped　at　the

hot…dog　vendor　on　the　corner　to　buy　a　bottle　of　water。　Blair　had

never　noticed　the　hot…dog　vendor　before；　and　she　wondered　if　he

always　parked　there；　or　if　he　was　new。　It　was　funny　how　much　you

could　miss　in　what　you　saw　every　day。

Suddenly　Blair　was　starving；　and　she　knew　just　what　she　wanted：　A

hot　dog。　She　wanted　one　right　now—a　steaming　hot　Sabrette　hot

dog　with　mustard　and　ketchup　and　onions　and　sauerkraut—and　she

was　going　to　eat　it　in　three　bites　and　then　burp　in　her　mother’s

face。　If　Cyrus　could　stick　his　tongue　down　her　mother’s　throat　in

front　of　all　of　her　friends；　then　she　could　eat　a　stupid　hot　dog。

“I’ll　be　right　back；”　Blair　told　Kati　and　Isabel。

She　whirled　around　and　began　to　walk　across　the　room　to　the　front

hall。　She　was　going　to　put　on　her　coat；　go　outside；　get　a　hot　dog

from　the　vendor；　eat　it　in　three　bites；　e　back；　burp　in　her