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This wasn't Lois' floor but she had found that the third floor always had her favorite ice cream in the freezer so she tried to stop in there as often as she could. After stuffing herself full of ice cream she had to sit down and digest with some TV. She had ESPN on and was trying to catch up on SportsCenter when the remote got knocked out of her hand and into Chuck Bass'.

"ESPN, Lane, really?" Chuck asked, using the remote to flip through the channels. "People are going to think you're a lesbian."

Lois grabbed Chuck by the wrist and tried to get the remote back. "Come on, give it back, jackass. The Dodgers are playing tonight."

"Whoop-di-crap, nobody cares," Chuck said. He struggled to get his wrist out of Lois' grip for a second. Eventually he just pushed her back into the couch and sat on her lap in order to get her to hold still. It must've been uncomfortable for her but Chuck didn't really care. He was quite comfy.

"Get off, Bass!" Lois said, trying to push Chuck away.

"I think we'd have to go somewhere a little more private for that," Chuck replied with a smirk.

Harvey poked his head into the common room. "What's going on here?"

"Doesn't concern you, Dent," Chuck said, leaning back against Lois.

Lois pushed Chuck so he was laying across her lap rather than sitting in it directly. At least she could breathe now. "He won't let me watch ESPN. I have to see what they think about the Dodgers-Phillies game tonight. Use your StuCo president powers to make him give the remote back."

"I suppose I could do that," he said, taking his coin out of his pocket. He could easily win it from Chuck. He didn't know it was two-headed. "But first--who do you want to win the game?"

"Dodgers," Lois replied.

Harvey shook his head and settled into an armchair. "That's too bad. I'm a Phillies fan. You can keep the remote, Chuck."

Lois groaned. Boys were stupid.

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Dick walked into the common room to find it packed with people he didn't think he'd ever seen in the same room together. Weird. "Hey. What's on?" Dick asked.

[OOC: No, you choose!]

"Not baseball. Well, it is on but we won't be watching it," Harvey said. "Lois is a Dodgers fan and must be punished."

"It's not like the playoffs even count this year," Dick said. "The Yankees didn't make it, so it's null and void."

Harvey snickered. "Good point. I didn't even have a deep hate for the Dodgers until Joe Torre joined them. He's just doing well now to spite Yankee fans."

"He's doing it with Manny to spite Red Sox fans and I can't even enjoy that because of Torre," Dick said. "It's just not right."

"They totally did it on purpose," Harvey agreed. "They're evil masterminds."

"And they crushed the Cubs, which is really just like kicking puppies at this point," Dick said.

"Hopefully the Phillies will stop them here before they can spread their reign of terror to the World Series," Harvey replied.

"I don't know, I'd almost rather see them make it and then get swept by the Rays," Dick said. "Get them to the show, then destroy them."

"Oh that's good," Harvey agreed. "Nothing like humiliation in front of the entire world to teach somebody a lesson. I'm not sure Torre's heart would be able to take it though. He's getting up there."

"If he could survive the Diamondbacks seven years ago, he can survive the Rays now," Dick said.

"So you say. But if he bites it during the World Series, I'm blaming you," he joked.

"That's only fair," Dick said. "Anyway, what's actually on TV right now?"

"Um..." Harvey turned his head to look at the TV. Chuck had been flipping channels earlier and only recently decided to actually stop at one. "...I think that's Hugh Hefner. So I'm guessing the Girls Next Door."

"I heard he broke up with them," Dick said. "All of them or some of them. However that works out."

"Really? Well, I'm sure he won't be alone for long," Harvey said. "Once again proving he's the luckiest guy alive. All the girls he wants and he gets to hang out in pj's all day. I want that life."

"I also heard that he's already dating nineteen year old twins," Dick said. "So, yeah, he pretty much has the best life ever."

"And he got it with such a simple idea too," Harvey said. "'Why don't I publish a magazine with naked girls in them?' Sheer brilliance."

Third Floor Common Room - Thursday Evening

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