Anyway, that goes down, and off Serena's threat to take G down with her, Georgina makes a great "Oh fucking yeah?" shrug, and S tells her to stay out of her face in the meantime. "I don't need anybody in my life who doesn't want to be there," says G, which tells you that she needs S's permission to be okay, and if S won't give it to her, then S needs to be either corrupted or destroyed. And S knows that, but has too much faith in her ability to come out of things unscathed. "Then we're agreed." Georgina wants to cry, and beg forgiveness, and tell S she's embarrassed, but nobody can back down from that: "You're too dirty for me to keep things separate." So she makes a fake bitch face to cover it, and slams the door, and begins angrily to pack. And after a moment, she identifies the real problem here: New Serena's Good Guy Boyfriend. She's deliberately set him up as the one that believes in her, she's deliberately set him up as the thing she compares herself to -- a role he relishes, but as I've said before, it doesn't make her less gross for using him that way in the first place -- and thus, Dan Humphrey is her strength. So Georgina knows what she must do.
Rufus answers the door to a big goofy sexy kid, immediately recognizable as "the Unity boy," and the boy agrees, hoping he's the only Unity boy currently on Little J's dance card. He shifts his giant grocery bag to his other hip and holds out a hand: "Name's Asher, and I do go to Unity. Hi." Jenny runs up, pretty in pink, excited to see him, and asks the question Rufus is wondering about, which is what he's doing there. "Uh, since you couldn't come to the hotdogs, I'm bringing them to you. Sorry to surprise you, Sir." Jenny pronounces this "so sweet," especially given her "unreasonable father," who has grounded her for life. (Obligatory: "Standing right here" from Rufus, although he too is falling under the spell of sexy Asher.) Asher nods respectfully at him, and turns the Eddie Cleaver meter up to a billion: "I wish more of my friends' parents cared enough to ground them when they messed up." And now, you or me, we'd slam the door right there, because nothing says bad news like that ass-kissing creepiness, but it's Rufus: he just started parenting last week.