r than
Serena； especially since she was wearing the required Holly Golightly？esque superflat flats。
She was about to give a short and extremely nasty reply when she realized something startling。
She didn？t even mind anymore that Serena had Nate。 She had the hotter； taller； more refined；
better…bred； British version of Nate； and she was perfectly happy with him； thank you very much。
In fact； just to prove how fine she was with everything； they could all be friends？the four of them。
She pushed her enormous Chanel sunglasses on top of her head and smiled brightly up at her
former friend。 ？How about after this the four of us all get a drink down at the Yale Club together？
They have a great lounge。 It？s like a hotel bar out of an old movie or something。 You？d love it。？
？Really？？Serena gasped； wondering if she might be dreaming。 Had Blair really just invited her
and Nate to have a drink with her and her new boyfriend？
？Sorry for the wait； ladies。 All right； Blair Waldorf； you？re up；？ announced a skinny guy in his
twenties with a hipster…mullet haircut and faded Diesel jeans rolled up to his knees。
Blair flipped her sunglasses back onto her nose。
？Good luck；？ Serena said faintly； still unsure of whether they were really talking to each other or
not。
Mullet guy led Blair inside the store？thank goodness for air…conditioning！？and across the
cosmetics floor to the elevators。 Barneys didn？t open until ten on Saturdays； so it was weirdly
quiet。 Of course； Blair spent so much time there； she could have found her way to Fred？s
blindfolded； but that wasn？t enough to get her the part。
Fred？s； the store？s notorious restaurant； was up on the ninth flo