Excuse me, this seems private, so I'm gonna head out now. I have a table at Butter, reservation's under Waldorf in case there's an after-party.

Can you just get it over with, Chuck? Say whatever pervy thing you're going say and leave.


Serena: B, what are you doing?
Blair: Giving home schooling some serious consideration.

Operator: Information, city and state please.
Blair: Brooklyn... I think that's in New York.

Penelope: What's Blair doing here?
Elise: I don't know, but this party's kind of weird.
Hazel: Weird? It's time for it's induction into the Hall of Lame.

Serena: So do you think Jenny'll be alright?
Nate: Yeah, Dan's a good guy, he'll take care of her.
Serena: You are too, you know, a good guy. A forgiving guy?
Who can't pit himself against Blair forever?
Nate: Goodnight.
Serena: I'm sorry! You gave me an opening I couldn't resist... I'm just saying.

As any good general knows, you never let your soldiers see you sweat. Looks like this battle's ending at Butter, and the win goes to B. Victory is sweet.

Gossip Girl

Hostess: There's a line outside, you ready to give up your table yet?
Blair: No, my party's coming.

Serena: Okay let's get one thing straight. Our parents might be insisting on blending our households but I am not your sister. I do not share any of your DNA, nor do I ever wish to.
Chuck: Then I suggest you get new hand towels.

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