Hilariously, Dan corrects her: "Oh no, her name's Amanda." Jenny continues to rule: "Oh, her name's Amanda. Do you have any idea what you're doing? Not only is it social suicide, Dan, it's mean! Do you really think Serena deserves to be treated like this?" Dan skips right over what Jenny's actually saying and starts talking about how he's a victim, of course. All "she started with this Girl Mafia..." Jenny, knowing it's useless to explain how fucking useless and weak that childish "you started it" bullshit is, just throws the pillow in his face and tells him to forget the Girl Mafia with a quickness and talk to Serena: "Apologize. Before it's too late." Or else you are going to be living in OneRepublic of Hurt.

It's like when the smoke comes out of the chimneys one color or the other, or when Elizabeth came into her reign up a tree in Kenya. The trumpets were sounding, and she never even knew. Chuck strokes Serena's face with a hothouse blossom until she wakes. "CHUCK! BOUNDARIES!" He grins and shows her the breakfast he ordered for her. "...Mom and I had a girls' movie night. She made me watch Paris, Texas. She kept talking about how amazing Harry Dean Stanton was." He chuckles and tosses her a phone, for the "morning headlines." She grins at his back as he leaves, because he is a rascal, but when she sees the GG blast she just falls over sideways into her bed, groaning. It's been two years since she had to destroy somebody as bad as Dan.

Vanessa shows up at Constance looking for Blair; Jenny's immediate response -- "What has she done? -- is as hilarious as it is urgent. Vanessa complains that the answer is nothing, and she won't take V's calls. Jenny sighs and realizes she's going to have to talk to the Plastics; Vanessa apologizes for that. They're like, "Are you for real?" as she approaches, but tell her B's taken the morning off for brunch at Centolire, and will not be interested in seeing her. Jenny turns to go, and Penelope goes, "Oh, Little J? Just because we've been ignoring you doesn't mean we've forgotten. You can't hide out at Eleanor Waldorf's atelier anymore. Your day will come. We're just picking our moment." Poor Jenny's like, "Ain't that a bitch."

Serena comes around a corner, and now it's Dan apologizing, but Serena is kinda done. "So this is how you want to handle it? Using another girl to embarrass me in front of my friends? Is that your idea of sending a message, Dan?" Dan notes her interesting choice of words, and S opens her locker roughly. "I can't believe you would do that." He apologizes again, and she notes -- somewhat unnecessarily -- that she would never have done that to him. "No, but you would try to coerce a girl not to go out with me in the first place." Rather than have that fight again, Serena breathes for a second and makes a new offer: "Fine. Tonight, the three of us." Dan agrees, then gets a little whiplash: "...What?" I must admit it's a surprising, although not unheard-of move.