"It's like you have a radar or something."

Wowzers, what's got into Katie?! She was sitting there looking bored out of her brain listening to Brooke's latest woes, slouched down, popping pistachios in her mouth. Maybe she overheard Brooke tell Nick, "pistachios in the morning, that's really gross." It ain't that bad - sometimes I have cold pizza. I wonder what Brooke would make of that. Totally gross, maybe.

Katie's starting to look determined in her flirtations with Nick: "I'm impressed by you. I'm very impressed." Well, I'm not - he's about to dump on Bridget yet again. Suddenly, I don't feel so sorry for him being rejected by ping-pong Brooke.