B, what's wrong? I thought you were having fun. I am. The best...
Serena: B, what's wrong? I thought you were having fun.
Blair: I am. The best. But all summer I've been sitting in front of my favorite Manet and reading Colette in the park. Hoping that I'll lock eyes with somebody who's doing the same thing as me. Or feeling the same thing as I am.
Serena: Really romantic.
Blair: But alas, not effective. For all my efforts I'm heading back home with a Chuck-sized cloud above my head.