B calls Nate, but has to hang up on his voicemail when Harold knocks and enters, about to do the right thing. I mean to say that once again, the show trades Nate and Harold for each other with barely a breath to stop and think. "Can I come in? Our flight leaves in a few hours. I wanted to say good-bye." He sighs and sits, and the love for his daughter just sings through every movement, it's great; never more so as she carefully keeps herself just beyond his touch, as we've been doing for generations, so that he'll try a little harder. Dads work a certain way. He asks her forgiveness for playing it this way, and springing Roman on her, but levels: "I knew that having him here would be hard for you, but I love you so much, and I love Roman, and I was hoping that if we were all thrown together, that something...perfect would happen, and that you would love him, too." That's Blair language, that's Blair talk. "If I combine these chaotic things into a room, something perfect will happen, but I don't know what it is." Which is kind of what Vanessa told Jenny to do, although it worked out in that case even weirder. Blair finally tells him how her plan was to fuck up the entire universe, like every week, and this would somehow result in him moving home, except for how he bought this gay vineyard and probably they're going to get gay married. He sheepishly admits that gay marriage is next on their gay agenda, and thus the destruction of America, from way over in France. "Great," she scoffs. "There's no room in your life for me anymore." He hands her a CD, tied with a ribbon, and motions toward her computer: "Sweetheart, there is always room for you. No matter where I am, no matter who I'm with...this is part of your Christmas gift."
And oh, maybe a little bit of that old Chrismukkah Spirit after all. The CD is full of pictures of a gorgeous estate, right outside Lyon. "Your house in France. It's very nice, Daddy; I'm sure you and Roman will totally enjoy it." And Harold shows her the room they've picked out and decorated, just for her. The place in their lives. There's a cute picture of Roman, holding "a cat named Cat," just like in Breakfast At Tiffany's, which was Roman's idea. "So...Merry Christmas, sweetheart. We're hoping that you'll spend the whole summer with us." Blair's actually touched, down to the bottom place where she misses him all the time. The whole summer. She's so beautiful.