"I left you four messages," Serena says softly. "You okay?" Blair's afraid, confused; Serena's eyes track her like a snake. "I wasn't feeling well..." Serena make a barely sympathetic moue and hmms at her for a moment, lovingly, and then takes the scarf from around her head, and ties it around Blair's neck. (How many times in a day does somebody touch your throat?) "You poor thing," she says, musically; Blair starts to panic. She stammers out that she needs to get her missed assignments, and Serena strokes her hair. Just like Georgina did, once upon a time. She promised it would feel so good, to let it burn. She was right.
Blair walks away, touching her hair where Serena singed it; the scarf around her neck, like a collar. Chuck appears, grinning. "Well well well. Look who's back on top. I wonder how that happened!?" Serena goes among the people, admiring their necklaces, adjusting their hair, giving her favor and taking it away again. The sun lights her up; she is on fire. "Wait. Now that I think of it, I know exactly how that happened. Hmm."
Blair's already hollow, she's been hollow since the photographs. This is the second thing they've taken away from her. Who is she now? What's left?
Blair shoots Chuck a look and, still stunned, wanders away. Chuck watches Serena in the sun, and grins. She's not the target, but it's good to have her back. He's missed her for a long time. His sister.
"War tactics, they make me sick... I pay for what's called eccentricity, and my will to evolve... Taint my mind but not my soul... So if you know another way/ You can't look the other way/ If you know another way/ Tell them so right to their face..."
Dan enters the shared courtyard, once again looking for Serena. Looking to apologize, to reconsider, to prolong the sickened magic of the two of them together. To convince himself that while he was momentarily the good guy, forgiveness for one sin is forgiveness for them all. He asks one group of girls and they desert their table as one. A table of boys follows, into St. Jude's. The whole quad empties around him, as he begins to realize what's going on. He's like, "For real?" Yeah. For real. Fucking for real. The camera whirls around him; this could be the end of the episode -- Ground control to Major Douche, message received, can you hear me Major Douche, over and out -- but it's not.
" We think you're a joke, shove your hope where it don't shine/ We think you're a joke, shove your hope where it don't shine/ We think you're a joke, shove your hope where it don't shine..."