Blair: You want your dad to invest in a strip joint? How midtown.
Chuck: A burlesque club. A respectable place, where people can be transported to another time, where they can feel free to let loose. No judgment. Pure escape. What happens at Victrola stays at Victrola.
Blair: Well, it does have franchise potential. Chuck Bass, I do believe all your years of underage boozing and womanizing have finally paid off. Truly, I am proud. Chuck: And you are my toughest critic. Well, second toughest. Blair: So do you think your father will go for it? Chuck: It is exactly the kind of innovative thinking upon which the bass empire was built. It is the perfect thing. I've been waiting for this. Blair: We are so late. Are you coming? Chuck: Gotta pitch it to Bart. Victory party here tomorrow. Blair: I wouldn't miss it. Chuck: I'll send a car. Blair: Don't be nervous. He's gonna love it.
