Blair

Blair was standing in front of the jewelry counter looking at the diamond pendants.

"How much?" she asked the lady.

"Twelve thousand," the lady replied robotically, like she had a person ask everyday.

Blair didn't bat an eye lash as she handed over her check. The lady looked at her like she was crazy. She was about to speak, when Blair cut her off simply saying, "I'm Blair Bass."

The lady just shook her head in understanding, smiled with thin lips, and reluctantly gave her the pendant.

Blair turned around to walk away but then spun around to face the cashier. "I know how this works," Blair cooed. "I know that you come in here everyday, just begging for a glimpse into my everyday life, into the elegance of the Upper East Side. And I would almost pity you, except that you think you could wear this expensive diamond pendant and fit in. Well let me tell you something, just because the manager saw fit to hire an outsider like you, doesn't mean you are or ever will be worthy. Let this be your final warning."

Serena, who was standing behind Blair and only heard the last part of her speech, gaped at her. "Blair," she hissed. "Wasn't that a little harsh?"

Blair just stared at her in amazement, "she wouldn't give me the diamond pendant," Serena just stared at her blankly, looking clueless, "the one I picked out days ago for Odette," Blair sighed. Did she have to explain everything to her?

Recognition dawned across Serena's face. "Well then she deserved it," Serena agreed.

Just then Blair noticed someone standing behind her. She turned around to see a tall man with black hair and brown eyes, looking at her like he had known her for a lifetime.

Nate

After seeing the brown hair through the window, he had to go inside for a closer inspection, and when he heard her speech, there was no single ounce of doubt left in his body.

He needed to leave, needed to get away before his cover was blown; after all he was so close to achieving his goal, to having everything return to normal. "And then what?" Nate asked himself. "Then you can go back to Jenny?" He mentally smacked himself, he should have thought this through, he should have slept on the decision until every fiber of his body burned, until the core of his soul was aching, but then again he got that sensation from just one touch or glance from Jenny.

He sighed and just then the brunette turned around to face him. She stared at him until he was sure she has burned a hole through his forehead.

"Take a picture it will last longer," Blair sneered.

"Sorry, how rude of me," Nate recovered. "I'm Jackson. Jackson Coyle."

He watched her as she studied him over; she scanned him from head to toe, from his black hair to sneakers. She smirked. "The jokes on her," Nate thought. "I know her game all too well."

When Blair was about to attack Serena stepped in, "I'm sorry," she said. "But Blair's married, to Chuck Bass, you might have heard of him?"

Nate stood against the counter, trying to balance himself, from falling down, and then he couldn't hold it in anymore; he just fell to the ground laughing hysterically.

"Hearing that name just makes some people lose it," Serena said matter-of-factly.

"I should say so," Blair replied. "So are we ready to go, we have two birthday girls to attend, too."

Dan

"Where the hell was Serena and Blair?" Dan asked himself. He had been standing in Jenny's living room, waiting for his wife and Blair to arrive; they were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago.

"Women," Chuck sighed. "Can't live with them, can't live without them."

Dan just stared at him in disbelief. "How can you run a multibillion dollar company, and yet be so thick?"

"Well, really my dad did the groundwork and set the foundation," Chuck started, "And I have been able not to screw it up."

Dan just shook and his and began to pace, time went by faster when he had a piece of information to mull over like that one.

Jenny

"Guinevere, for goodness sakes, don't touch your hair, it took me an hour to do it this morning," Jenny lamented.

"I don't like my hair like this," Guinevere pouted.

"Well, I like mine, I look like a princess," Odette smiled.

Jenny sighed. Odette was so much like her Godmother, it wasn't even funny, and Jenny feared that one day she would grow up to rule not just Constance, but the UES, as well. Jenny sat down on the couch exhausted, Serena and Blair get here soon, or she just might loose it, and not in a good way.

AN: I'm a little iffy about this chapter, but I decided to post this anyways. So hope it wasn't too OCC. Next chapter will focus more on Jenny, with bits and pieces of the quads birthday. Then the next chapter will be the birthday dinner scene and Nate seeing Jenny for the first time in six years.