Blair: You let me almost walk away from everything tonight and all the while you knew exactly where Louis was; exactly what he was doing for me. How could you let that happen? Why would you? What possible reason could you have?
Celia Rhodes: Oh yes, the way you feel: it never goes away… it just get’s worse. You’ll always use your dessert fork for your entrée, you’ll always feel under-dressed no matter what you wear, and at dinner parties there will be as if there’s a language that sounds like English and you think you speak it but they don’t hear you… and you don’t understand them. As time passes, you’ll feel that people never see you when they look at you but wonder merely whether you’re Serena’s whim or her charity case. Until the day comes when you realize that girls like Serena don’t end up with Dan Humphrey. They end up with the Carters of the world and people like you… they turn to cocktail party anecdotes of their foolish youth.
So, why don’t you give it up and spare yourself the pain, hmm? I’m sure Serena will understand.