once upon a time…it was all a dream
Blair: Serena. What are you doing on campus so early?
Serena: Watching you and Chuck climb out of a brownstone vestibule with Chuck following like the Bass that ate the canary. And no denials. Your skirt’s on backwards.
Blair: No, it isn’t. [looks down] Fine, I may have slipped up a little, but it’s just sex, and a one-time thing at that. Or maybe a five-time thing. Okay, if we’re being honest, i’ve lost count how many times… Though that depends on what you’re actually counting as-
Serena: Blair! What are you doing?
You’ve come so far. Don’t fall of the wagon now.
Blair: I haven’t. It’s just your ordinary, run-of-the-mill ex sex, fueled by the most common of aphrodisiacs… mutual loathing and disdain.
Serena: May I remind you that both of those are feelings? And having any feelings for Chuck is where the problems always start.
Blair: There are about as many feelings between me and Chuck as there are thoughts in Levi Johnston’s head. We’re nothing more than enemies with benefits. And quite a lot of judgement coming from you, Elizabeth Taylor. You’re about one inappropriate relationship away from the Guinness book.