The Dark Night - s02e03 - Eleanor by thegossiplook featuring wool pants
Jenny:
Um, I guess I'm gonna go now.
Eleanor: Oh, please. I am not sending you out into a
blackout. You can stay till the lights come back on.
Jenny: Okay. Thanks.
Eleanor: As--as long as you're here, come here. Hold
this. I just--i cannot-- I cannot decide about this neckline.
Jenny: Really? I think it's cute.
Eleanor: Why don't you try telling the truth? It's not
like I can fire you twice.
Jenny: Well, it looks like a pilgrim at a funeral. Uh,
I'm sorry.
Eleanor: You're absolutely right.
Jenny: I am?
Eleanor: Yeah. Don't let it go to your head.
...
Eleanor: I spent the last month going around and
meeting with the--the stores and the boutiques that carry my clothes.
Jenny: That must have been so exciting.
Eleanor: I felt like a fat cheerleader. As a designer,
your worst fear is becoming irrelevant. Then I come back here and find out the
teenage intern tells me that exact thing.
Jenny: I'm really sorry.
Eleanor: Maybe that is exactly what I needed to hear.
Jenny: You know, the first real dress I ever bought
was one of yours.
Eleanor: Just spare me the pity.
Jenny: It's true. I bought it from--well, from a
consignment store... Ah. 'Cause that was the only way I could afford it.
Mm-hmm. I was 12, and I just wore it around the apartment for months. It was
one of the first things that made me want to become a designer.
Eleanor: Jenny.
Jenny: Yeah?
Eleanor: The light.
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