Don't blame him. I told him you called for a stripper and obviously, I'm a convincing one. I've come to kidnap you and bring you to Serena and Dan's Thanksgiving.
"With daddy issues like these, it's not hard to push the right buttons and once you do, the most powerful girl on the upper East Side has no power at all." I would understand if you had written this in the spring. You were so mad at me then. Why would your write this now?
That's not possible. That doesn't make sense. You couldn't say these things about me if you loved me. I invited you into my home, Dan, and my world. And then you just humiliate me.
No, it has always been your world and you've never let me forget it. I've always been a visitor. The poor kid from Brooklyn who you've never seen as an equal to you.