Blair: What are you doing here, Nate?
Nate: Well, I, um... Look, after rehearsal I just, uh, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I mean, the ball's something we've talked about doing since we were, like, 10. And I've given you every reason to hate me...
Blair: True. Keep going.
Nate: And the Prince, he's a great dancer and all. But, is there any chance you'd go with me instead? For old times' sake?