That night, literally at least six hours later, Dan is sitting at the kitchen island Chez Humphrey, writing poems and bleeding internally from true love. Rufus and Jenny come home with some Farmer's Market crap, and Dan morosely tells them that while yes, he did find Serena...he subsequently lost her. I'm sure this wordplay happened while he was being poetic about it. Before Rufus or Jenny can even make facial expressions in response, Dan's all, "It's fine! Really! It's all for the best. Serena has her friends, and her family, her whole world. It has come to my attention their customs are too strange, their ways too alien, for this poor pilgrim to ever again be light-hearted. I'm fine. I have known love! How many among us can say that, in truth? Pray, don't worry for me. I shall die alone, of a broken heart, with only these poems and a weird desire to beat up Chuck some more to sustain me. And tomorrow I shall awake in the bright morning light and I will put on that uniform and I will tie my necktie, and I will shine my shoes and step out into the seething, vibrant life of the city, for Father -- Father, are you there? -- Father, my life must continue. There are a thousand stories out there in the city, Father, and I would hear them all. And my dear sister, please, if your older brother, who holds you so tenderly in his heart, can make one request: please do not tell bitches about Cedric, my Cabbage Patch Doll. That is private. But let us not dally too long on that unhappy thought. This heart will continue to beat; these hands will continue to work. And one day, long years from now, and probably far away from here, I will look back upon these years with bittersweet fondness. For though it was not a happy one, this weekend, still: it was life."