October 27, 2009 | 0 Comments
Serena: Blair, I would never work for you. Blair: I’m giving you a chance to leave that Lizzie Grubman wannabe before you get run over….
Serena: Blair, I would never work for you. Blair: I’m giving you a chance to leave that Lizzie Grubman wannabe before you get run over….
Jenny: Can we agree not to say the word steps anymore? Eric: I would like nothing better.
Blair: You already knew? [pauses] If you know, then why is the club still open? If the cops show up then … you probably don’t want to…
Blair: Tell those pathetic trick-or-treaters there is no pre-packaged joy for them here.
Dorota: It is hard to love a powerful man.
Serena: You alone, Nate? Don’t have any friends left to screw over? Nate: Well, at least I’m on the list and not working the door.
Blair: You’re still mad from before. It’s clouding your judgment. Chuck: This isn’t about last week. It’s about you, Blair. It’s the…
Blair: I was thinking ’80s, but shoulder pads can be overwhelming on my delicate frame.
Dan: I love that picture of you. It’s so flattering. And who could resist free gifts in shiny wrappers?
Rufus: I was going to be Iggy, but I didn’t want to scare the children.