-1"Should we?" Jo looks back at Blair.

"Maybe she could help us."

"Hey, don't talk about me as if I'm not sitting at this table with you!" Natalie taps the table to get their attention.

"Jo and I are having a Freaky Friday moment." Blair sighs as if the whole situation is just an inconvenience for her.

"Ha ha, very funny! Now tell me what is really going on." Natalie smiles, 'Blair is such a kidder'.

"She's not kidding. I'm Jo and I'm stuck in her body and she's Blair and she's stuck in Jo's, my body."

"Okay, sure." Natalie sarcastically nods her head. "By the way, I'm not Natalie, I'm really Tatum O'Neal trapped in this body."

"Natalie, we're not joking. Do you think that I would pretend to be stuck in Jo's body?"

"Come on, if this is real, which I completely doubt, I'm going to need some proof."

"Oh great, now we are talking to Lois Lane." Jo rolls her eyes. "Nat, just ask me anything. Anything that is just between me and you."

"That's not good enough proof, Blair. How do I know you haven't told Jo everything that I've told you in confidence?"

"Ugh, I'm not Blair, I'm Jo."

"Yes, please don't ever confuse me with Jo." Blair chimed in.

"Alright, let me think of a question." Natalie grabs her pencil and paper and begins to think.

"If you really are Jo, but you look like Blair, when was Harley Davidson founded and by whom?"

Blair rolls her eyes and snickers, "Of course Jo would only know that."

Natalie again looks at Blair in confusion because she looks like Jo.

"That's easy, Nat, it was founded in 1903 by William S. Harley and Arthur Davidson." Jo looks at everyone, proud of herself.

"Okay, maybe you are Jo; Blair would never take the time to look that information up." Natalie looks over at Blair and asks, "Now, Blair who was your first kiss? I'm pretty sure you would never tell Jo this one."

Blair sighs dramatically, "Harrison Andrews, I'm ashamed to say."

"Eww, you kissed that creep?" Jo looks over at Blair scornfully.

"It was before I knew he was a creep, so I'm excused. Anyway, Natalie, are you satisfied?" Blair and Jo both look at Natalie who has her mouth wide open.

"Oh my, this is history in the making… You two really did switch bodies! This will make wonderful story and I will be the one to write it…" Natalie continues to babble almost incoherently.

"NATALIE!" Jo yells.

"What?"

"Stop your babbling and try to help us!"

Natalie glances over the both of them. She sees 'Blair' in a threatening stance and she sees 'Jo' looking at her nails.

"God, Jo you really should file and polish these."

Natalie bursts into laughter. "Now, this is just priceless."

Jo once again takes on the threatening stance.

"That's going to work when you look like Blair." Natalie continues laughing

"I could be tough if I wanted to" Blair chimes in, feeling insulted.

"Well, what are we going to do?" Jo asks out of frustration.

"You guys have plans today don't you?" Natalie asks in a serious manner.

"Yes, but they have to be cancelled now." Blair looks at the ground disappointedly.

"Oh, wow, no shopping at Macy's for you, for once. I think you'll survive."

"Shut up, Jo!"

Natalie sees that they are about to get into another one of their petty fights, decides to butt in. "Hey, now I see why you two switched places. You both have mixed feelings and don't seem to understand each other much. I think you should keep your plans, but go as each other."

"What? There is no way I'm going to the Bronx!" Blair rolls her eyes and turns her nose up.

"Yeah, she wouldn't survive. There is no way I'm going to hang out with her snobby friends in Manhattan."

"I'm sorry to say, I don't think you have much of a choice. You need to understand each other better and it will be a learning experience for both of you. Blair, you just need to act a little tough. Jo, you need to act a little more stuck-up and girly. See, there's nothing to it."

Tootie joins them and walks up to 'Blair'. "Hey Blair, your ride is here. Your driver says that you need to leave in 30 minutes." Tootie looks over at 'Jo', "Oh and Jo, your Dad will be picking you up in an hour."

"Thanks Tootie!" Jo and Blair respond in unison, but both look like zombies.

Tootie glances over and sees how weird they are acting but ignores it.

"I hate being the messenger girl." She mutters under her breath as she walks back to the kitchen.

"Should we even bother telling her?" Jo asks while looking at Blair and Natalie.

"No!"

"No."

"That's what I thought." Jo glances at the clock on the wall. "I guess we better get ready."

"Yeah, we should." Blair frowns as they both head to their room.

"Hey wait for me!" Natalie follows close behind them.

"I can't believe that we are going to do this." Blair sighed dramatically.