BLAIR: So are you going to homecoming?
HANNAH: I don’t know yet.
BLAIR: No one’s asked you?
HANNAH: I don’t know if I even want them to. It’s lame, right?
BLAIR: It’s not so bad if you got someone to go with. And I guess even if you don’t… I don’t know. Lots of folks’ll be there, right?
HANNAH: But you’re taking Rose, right?
HANNAH: How’s that going?
BLAIR: Good. Why? How else would it be going?
HANNAH: You mean other than the fact that she’s not the one you wanted?
BLAIR: She’s the one I’m with, though. Look—Sandy, she was never an option.
HANNAH: Did you even try? Did you even go there?
BLAIR: What the fuck makes you think I didn’t go there?
HANNAH: I just… don’t understand why…
HANNAH: Why any girl in her right mind would not want to date you. You’re still friends with her, right? Sandy?
HANNAH: Is she, like, a lesbian?
HANNAH: Are you sure?
BLAIR: It’s like she’s… I don’t know, sometimes it’s just… it’s like she’s just above it all. You know?
HANNAH: Above what?
BLAIR: All of it. Relationships, sex. It’s like she’s been there and…
HANNAH: Did you ever make a move?
BLAIR: I wouldn’t even know how. And you know, the more I think about it…
BLAIR: I’m not even sure that I really… want… her. Sandy.
HANNAH: You have been pining over her all year, so, like–
BLAIR: I have not–
HANNAH: Uh, yeah, actually, you have.
BLAIR: It’s just, do you ever… I mean, I don’t know, ‘cause you’re a girl–
HANNAH: Oh, really? I’m a girl?
BLAIR: I mean, you know what I mean–
HANNAH: No, I don’t think I do. Enlighten me.
BLAIR: Guys have… you know… fantasies.
HANNAH: About sex?
HANNAH: Hold on, do you seriously think that I don’t fantasize about sex?
BLAIR: … Well…
HANNAH: Oh, honey.
BLAIR: I mean, okay, yeah, I guess there is that–
HANNAH: Is this going somewhere?
BLAIR: When I fantasize… I mean, I’ve tried, but… I just can’t seem to fantasize about her. She’s all… it’s like she’s…
HANNAH: Out of your league?
BLAIR: It’s like she’s on a whole other planet. Like she’s a different species that isn’t even compatible.
HANNAH: I know what that feels like…
BLAIR: But anyway, there’s Rose.
BLAIR: So you want me to help find you a date? For homecoming?
BLAIR: You sure?
BLAIR: Think I could get Alex to—
HANNAH: Ew. No. Thanks, though.
BLAIR: Anyway, thanks for the talk.
HANNAH: You’re welcome. For the talk. Hey, Blair?
HANNAH: Tell Rose I said hi, OK?