Serena: In high school, you were the only one who saw me for who I really was or who I wanted to be. You helped me be somebody that I was more proud of.

Dan: I didn’t know.

Serena: Do you even remember the girl that you fell in love with? Or just that she got so drunk on Thanksgiving that she got grazed by a taxi or that she got married in Barcelona or slept with not one but two of her professors?

Dan: I hate to break it to you, but those things… happened.

Serena: It’s not the things. It’s how you wrote about them.

Dan: That’s the point. Dylan Hunter is a judgmental dick who can’t even look at himself in the mirror. My character comes off the worst of all of them. He puts off his writing. He misses job interviews. He ignores his grades. Why? Because he cares more for a pretty blonde than he does his own future, and in the end, none of his friends are happy for his success. They all turn their backs on him, and he deserves it!

Serena: Yeah. He does.