Blair: I lost her outside in a crowd of identical couples. Their cab is probably half way to Serge’s right now, if she even waits that long!
Serena: Uh, she’s not answering her phone.
Blair: Well congratulations S, for ruining my future, AGAIN!
Blair: I’m sorry! Who came up with the idea of me babysitting my way into Yale?
Serena: You wouldn’t of had another chance with the Dean if it hadn’t of been for me!
Blair: OH, RIGHT! You’re such a celebrity! MMM, Ms. Van der Woodsen your pillows are being fluffed in the V.I.P. section!
Chuck: Kittens, please.
Dean Berube: The person you would most like to have dinner with, living or dead is: Pete Fairman. I do not know this Pete Fairman.
Serena: Uhm … he … he’s… he’s…
Blair: He’s the man she killed.
Serena: I cannot believe you did this.
Blair: Why? It’s not like you don’t deserve it.
Dean Berube: Ms. Van der Woodsen, would you like to explain?
Serena: No, of course Dean Berube. Pete Fairman was a man that I knew.
Blair: Man, slash dealer.
Dean Berube: Ms. Waldorf, let her speak.
Serena: He died almost two years ago when I was with him. What happened was a tragedy and I am filled with regret over it. But I was not responsible-
Blair: Were you responsible for the sex tape?
Blair: It wasn’t very sexy if you ask me.
2.06 New Haven Can Wait.