Serena: I need to talk. I’m having Colin issues.
Blair: And boundary issues. Ladies knock. And besides, the only issue you should be having with Professor Forrester is the topic of your midterm. Now if you don’t mind, i’d like to hit the snooze button on this conversation and go back to… Okay.
Serena: All I can think about is how much I wanna be on his arm at the ballet. And instead, i’ve got the Dean’s target on my back. How are we supposed to even try to have a relationship?
Blair: [the blanket moves; Blair hits it] I hate it when the duvet puffs up like that. Maybe it’s just the way you’re sitting.
Serena: I know we agreed to wait, but it feels like meanwhile, life is just passing us by. It’s… it’s not fair.
Blair: Life is tough, Serena. Just… get a helmet. Or at least borrow one of my chapeaus. Wear it all day to remind you not to lose your… head! Get on! Go!
Serena: Well, thank you for the great advice.
Chuck: This comforter blocks out so much noise, they could sell it at Bose.
Blair: Ugh, this has got to end.
Chuck: [looks down] I thought it just did.
Blair: That was the last time.
Blair: It just so happens that my watch is broken.
Serena: You were wearing it yesterday and it worked perfectly fine.
Blair: …Well, now it doesn’t.
Gossip Girl: Nothing beats a summer abroad. But when travelling far from home, it’s always nice to bring along an old friend from the neighbourhood. Cobblestones and Café De Flore. Serena’s locked down the left bank, and become a muse to us all. Meanwhile, Blair rules the right bank. Storming the shops and consuming the classics. And sampling sugary snacks like a modern Marie Antoinette.