Enlighten me, what did you tell her? [ Because Blair's been dead to the world, so she has yet to realize that Serena is still looking for Daddy Dearest. ]
*poor B. She really needs a bit of being treated more nicely. For serious* Come on, Blair. There are people I expect to be dim in the circles - but they are not you. She must have told you why she always ends up seeking me out, when you two backed off from, ah, your joint action against me.
Oh, wait. I heard your evening didn't go too well, either. Anything I can do to help? *go and figure out how much of this is mockery and how much, honest*
*precisely* You're her friend. You tell me - have you known her to give up on something she wants without getting it?
Ah well. I just think that a question such as you asked to begin with is best answered not in words, but if you are going to end up regretting it, I wouldn't dream of suggesting it.
It wouldn't have been the first time she's called him. *shrugs* She knew I was the one who could deliver.
*liptwitch* The last time I talked with him... he reached the conclusion that I was actually a pretty decent guy. Or was it nice? I don't remember. *which should amuse her. All in all.* Oh - only that whoever implied that you are less than exquisite, in either direction - is somewhat wrong in the head.
She called him to tell him she'd stop looking for him.
[ Sigh. ] He is known to be somewhat forgiving. I mean, he thinks I'm less of a bitch than he used to. [ She can't help the smile that crosses her lips. ] And should be in a mental institution?
I suppose she changed her mind, then. *Or wasn't straight up with them all, but - he's sure she can reach that conclusion on her own, if she wanted to*
Apparently. Forgiving and occasionally amusing. *eyebrows raised* I would say you would be an exception to any rule, including the ones I claim to be true.
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Oh, wait. I heard your evening didn't go too well, either. Anything I can do to help? *go and figure out how much of this is mockery and how much, honest*
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Every time you try to help, invariably, I end up regretting it. Do you want to rub my night in my face to make you feel better about your own?
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Ah well. I just think that a question such as you asked to begin with is best answered not in words, but if you are going to end up regretting it, I wouldn't dream of suggesting it.
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I spent the rest of the wedding with Humphrey. I seem to be racking up things to regret anyway. Just get it off your chest.
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*liptwitch* The last time I talked with him... he reached the conclusion that I was actually a pretty decent guy. Or was it nice? I don't remember. *which should amuse her. All in all.* Oh - only that whoever implied that you are less than exquisite, in either direction - is somewhat wrong in the head.
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[ Sigh. ] He is known to be somewhat forgiving. I mean, he thinks I'm less of a bitch than he used to. [ She can't help the smile that crosses her lips. ] And should be in a mental institution?
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Apparently. Forgiving and occasionally amusing. *eyebrows raised* I would say you would be an exception to any rule, including the ones I claim to be true.