Chuck tells the knock at the door that he's "not in the mood," and Nate comes in promising he's not either, but they fuck anyway. Later, they're having a drink and Nate asks if he was dumb to think B changed. Chuck says yes, but not like that: "I mean it's stupid for you to want her to be anything other than she is." Truer words. Plus, he explains, Blair really is changing, because after all she could have had his pudgy hairy ass and somehow chose Nate instead. "Now she just needs someone to believe in her," he says, downing his drink afterward, all seven ounces of whiskey, because it was hard to say. "Time for a refill," he says, and Nate offers to get it. But then Nate goes downstairs, and instead of getting drinks he just disappears. Which is sort of rude, but also sort of blunderheadedly Nate, so I doubt Chuck -- very drunk, wiggling around on his bureau -- will really mind.
Lily thanks Dan for being so loving with Serena, and then Rufus comes in having sold a painting to the Bathroom Monet guy. It would seem, however, that he also included free of charge his everloving mind, because he has somehow decided to sell the Gallery. Which will mean no income for him, and no income for the Boho Barista. Somehow, I guess Dan working for a living just broke his brain open and he's decided that money is just pretend, which is pretty bizarre considering he hasn't said a word that didn't involve Dan's tuition in about six episodes, but whatever. Apparently the reason they're so poor is that Rufus's business plan has always involved selling art to "young couples, kids who had no money but loved art," and somewhere along the line this retarded pursuit was tainted by THE EXCHANGE OF CURRENCY FOR GOODS AND SERVICES, and he's just realized that this is the root of all evil. It's also the root of all Yale, you perfect ass.
To their credit, it would seem everyone, including Rufus, knows that this is the most retarded thing he's ever said or done, a lofty accomplishment considering, and all smile in a sort of appalled way. Dan, a little panicked, asks what the eff Rufus plans on doing instead, and he's like, "Who knows?" Lily laughs and takes his hand, because she knows exactly what he's going to be doing: acting like the manwhore everybody always knew he was, and living off dead Bart's millions.