Roman Holiday - s01e11 - Blair

Roman Holiday - s01e11 - Blair by thegossiplook featuring a white beret

Blair: I can’t believe you’re okay with this.

Eleanor: Who said I am okay with this? What am I supposed to do, make a scene? Behave like some pathetic, scorned wife? No.

Blair: Roman does not even know how to ice-skate. Can’t you escort him out of the park on your way to the meeting? Maybe drop him at a nail salon?

Eleanor: I cannot bother myself trying to wrestle Roman away from you. I have to mentally prepare. I am meeting with the CEO of Victoria’s Secret, after all.

Roman: Victoria’s Secret?

Eleanor: Yes, I’m designing a line of retro-chic sleepwear and lingerie and I…

Blair: I’m looking forward to the samples. We’re all very proud. In fact, mom, why don’t you tell Roman all about it?

Eleanor: Oh, yes.

Blair: I’m sure he’d be fascinated. It’s so good to have you here.

Harold: Well, it’s good to be here. Now where’s the handsome Nate? Am I gonna see him tonight?

Blair: Well, he’s in Connecticut with his mom. He said he would try to catch a train and make it to the party tonight.

Harold: Yeah well, Eleanor Waldorf scoring in another New York institution that I miss.

Blair: You know you don’t have to miss any of it.

Harold: I wish that I could be in two places at once, my dear but impossible. Sorry. You know that chateau near Lyon that I told you about?

Blair: Mm-hmm.

Harold: Roman and I bought it.

Blair: You bought that place?

Harold: Yes.

Blair: And with Roman?

Harold: The house is flooded with light. The fireplaces are big enough. I mean, you can wald into them. The gardens are incroyable.

Man: Pardon me, I’m taking my niece skating and I can’t seem to locate the rink.

Eleanor: But it’s right over there.

Man: Of course. The throng of children in mittens should have tipped me off. Thank you.

Eleanor: You’re welcome.

Roman: The handsome man was just flirting with you.

Eleanor: That’s absurb. He was not flirting with me.

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Blair: I cannot believe that daddy decided to stay with Roman instead of having tea at the Carlyle with me. The E.R. doctor said he would make a full recovery. Everything is ruined.

Eleanor: Why would you say that? You and I had a marvelous time.

Blair: Well, I’m sorry, mother. It’s just not the same. I don’t understand how that french fox stole my father and you husband and always seems to come off like an innocent lamp.

Eleanor: Roman was not always so innocent, you know.

Blair: Really? What’s his story?

Eleanor: Well, when I first met him, he was going out with this model named Freddy and Freddy was a horrible scoundrel.

Blair: Roman would be into somebody like that?

Eleanor: Into him? He was absolutely infatuated with him. Freddy had him under some kind of spell. I was the one who got him to break out of it and turn his life around. Don’t mention Freddy to your father. It is a sore subject.

Blair: Okay. What was Freddy’s last name?