Vanessa calls back to the halcyon days of earlier this week when he was cut off from his entire family and his only responsibility was to accompany her to whatever stupid country she wanted, and honestly seems to be confused about what's changed. He points out that it's an awesome opportunity, and she points out that the opportunity is for him to turn into Trip, which is bleak. He tries to explain that he still has no idea who he wants to be in five years, which is why he has to consider these things, and she Goes There.
"If this is something I honestly thought you wanted, I'd be happy for you." Which: you lose. How dare you say that anybody, ever? What a shitty thing to pull. She softens the blow by asking him if it's even possible that this isn't just about what William wants, to which he firmly and correctly responds, "As opposed to what you want me to do?" Vanessa gets sad, even though he's precisely right, and he apologizes, almost crying. "It's just... My grandfather believes in me." He walks away, and they both feel crappy.
Blair shoves physically into a conversation between two couples, drunkenly shouting, "So! What are we talking about?" They welcome her politely, and ask if Eleanor's around; she agrees that Eleanor should be here for the shit she's pulling, and one of the women burbles that Eleanor needs to call her, so she can commission a wedding gown. Crazy-faced Blair responds, "Oh, sure! Though I think she discontinued her third-trip-down-the-aisle, only-took-the-plunge-for-money line..." The other woman laughs nervously that Blair's clearly had a bit too much to drink, and B turns on her. "Oh, you would know! Three DUIs now, is it? Not that I blame you..." She turns to the husband: "Her way to escape the whispers that you made your money in adult entertainment websites." Chuck grabs her and hauls her out of there, but not before stressing what a big fan he is of the man's porn.