Serena: I don't have time to explain. I've been invited to the Dean's house tonight. I have to get ready.
Chuck: The Dean's house? Uh-huh. Nice. What's your answer to his question?
Chuck: No, no, no. "What person, real or imagined, living or dead, would you most like to have dinner with?" The rumor is, if your answer impresses the Dean enough, it's gets you on the short list for early admission, or so says Blair.
Serena: Oh, I should have given my spot to her.
Chuck: You got invited, and she didn't? You're lucky to be alive.
Serena: Yeah, well, I won't be much longer if I don't find an answer fast.
Chuck: Steal Blair's. She has no use for it anymore.
Serena: No. No, I can't, no matter how good it is.
Chuck: George Sand.
Serena: I did not want to know that. And how do you even know that? Wait. Why does Blair want to go to dinner with some guy named George?
Chuck: A hot girl named George. She dressed like a man and apparently is the Dean's favorite writer. And I know this because talking with Blair about how she's going to get into Yale gets her really...
Serena: Chuck, no. You just told me two things I never wanted to hear, and one is gonna haunt me for the rest of my life.