Jade Broke A Nail? | [s3e2] Remember When

Beck leaned against the stage wing, sipping water. "She’s been in mourning for twenty minutes. She already gave the nail a name. Rest in peace, Brenda."

"It’s a millimeter of keratin, Jade. It'll grow back," André said, tuning his guitar with a nervous eye on her.

As André started a slow, bluesy riff, Jade slowly looked at her hand, her expression shifting from anger to a terrifying, theatrical calm. She climbed back onto her throne. [S3E2] Remember When Jade Broke a Nail?

"It looks like a jagged mountain range of despair," Jade whispered.

"I have a nail file in my bag!" Tori offered, reaching into her purse. Beck leaned against the stage wing, sipping water

Jade hissed like a cat. "Keep your amateur grit away from me. If I’m going down, I’m going down with dignity."

"Tragedy happened, Vega," Jade spat, standing up and thrusting her hand forward. "Look at it." Tori squinted. "Is... is that a chip?" Rest in peace, Brenda

"It’s a fracture ," Jade corrected. "I was trying to open a prop locker that some idiot—probably Robbie—glued shut for his 'performance art.' It caught the edge. I felt the snap in my soul."