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ever　met　and　parties　he’d　never　been　invited　to。

“Hey；”　Serena　said　distractedly；　putting　her　hand　on　his　arm　as　if　to　shush　him。　She　leaned　forward　over　the　table；　looking　from　Nate　to　Blair。　“What　I　really　want　to　know　is：　How　did　none　of　us　get　arrested？”

“I　went　to　rehab。”　Nate　shrugged。

“I　followed　you　there；”　Blair　said　in　disbelief。　Had　she　ever　really　been　that　crazy？

Does　she　want　the　long　answer　or　the　short　answer？　Oh　wait；　there　is　no　long　answer。

“And　I　rescued　you！”　Serena　piped　up。　The　three　of　them　collapsed　into　a　fit　of　giggles。

“Okay；　this　officially　enters　‘I　don’t　want　to　know’　territory。　Giles　and　I　will　excuse　ourselves；”　Harold　said　bemusedly；　pushing　his　chair　back　and　beginning　to　clear　the　table。

Dan　sighed；　bored。　Jenny　was　hanging　on　to　every　word；　giggling　like　a　maniac　even　though　she　hadn’t　really　been　a　part　of　any　of　this　either。

“Serena；　remember　the　first　time　we　met？”　Dan　whispered　in　Serena’s　ear。　He　hoped　that　would　be　enough　to　get　her　to　start　paying　attention　to　him。

“Yeah。”　Serena　smiled；　but　she　didn’t　elaborate。　“Oh　my　God；　remember　when　we　lived　in　the　Breakfast　at　Tiffany’s　apartment；　Blair？”

“Remember　the　Raves？”　Jenny　asked；　butting　into　the　conversation。　She　wasn’t　sure　if　it　was　because　she　was　older　or　because　they　were　all　out　of　high　school；　but　suddenly；　all　the　things　that　had　seemed　die…of…embarrassment　awful　when　she　was　fourteen—like　the　time　a　semipornographic　video　of　her　and　Nate　rolling　around　in　the　snow　together　was　leaked　on　the　Internet　or　the　time　she　appeared　in　just　a　bra　in　a　photo　spread　for　a　national　magazine—seemed　almost　funny。　Jenny　felt　vaguely　proud　of　herself　for　surviving　all　that　and　ending　up　here。

“Of　course