October 20, 2009 | 0 Comments
Vanessa: So Rufus, how is married life? Rufus: At the risk of sounding like a man deeply in love, each day gets better than the one…
Vanessa: So Rufus, how is married life? Rufus: At the risk of sounding like a man deeply in love, each day gets better than the one…
Serena: But what makes you think we’ll win? You’re not exactly a card shark? Nate: Well, this one night Bree told me every one of P.J.’s…
Blair: [to posse] Enough! I am in no mood to hear you fawn over some girl with tacky accessories who lives to recycle.
Gossip Girl: Careful, V. Don’t send out those invitations just yet. We hear another girl has her eyes on the prize.
Blair: [to Josh] Actually, Mr. Ellis, I’m here to help you. Simply put, Vanessa Abrams is a tired cliche from the 718. The preachy,…
P.J.: Nate Archibald. You lookin’ for a game? Don’t think we’ve got a seat for you. Nate: I’m not here to play. She is. Serena: Unless…
P.J.: What are you thinkin’ of playin’ for? Serena: How about Carter Baizen? P.J.: Ah, I got it. You’re Carter’s girl. Well I got some…
Gossip Girl: Uh oh. Looks like Carter’s going down to Texas, and Tripp’s career’s going up in smoke.
Chuck: She’s a guy. Who took my speech at the freshman dinner and gave it to Vanessa Abrams. He double crossed me, and I- Chuck: Demand…
Blair: Out, you cable-knit queen!