Blair: We're going to be married in three months. I need to know that we're in this together and I'm not just standing here alone.
Louis: You're not. I'm right here.
Blair: Those are just words. I need proof.
Louis: You're right. The dress discussion can wait until tomorrow. But tonight, I show my mother that you come first.

Rufus: Where are you going?
Dan: To find the one person who can help me stop this before it's too late.

Rufus: I don't get it, why would Vanessa steal your story?
Dan: To teach me a lesson. Let's just hope I'm wrong. Which {checks the manuscript} I'm not.

Aren't you done out there? Los Angeles is a plastic surgery layover, not somewhere you live.

Blair

The first meeting was a disaster, S! He conceded to Sophie on everything. It was so out of control you would have thought he was Italian.

Blair

At least this secret is bound to show itself soon.

Gossip Girl

Blair: What's wrong, Dorota?
Dorota: Nothing. Prosecco?
Blair: No thank you. I think I need all my wits for the next round.

Gossip Girl: This just in: due to a dumpster dive outside a well-known Fifth Avenue pre-war, it appears someone we know and love is in a family way. So this is your humble Gossip Girl issuing an APPB. Who could the mother of our next scandal be?

How about some cold Prosecco to kill the pain?

Dorota
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