illegal to smoke in American taxis。 But they were already on Park Avenue and Forty…seventh
Street； just around the corner from the Yale Club； so they got out anyway。
What a sight： a lovely brunette dressed exactly like Audrey Hepburn inBreakfast at Tiffany？s ；
two handsome； green…eyed； lacrosse…playing； neatly dressed boys； and a heart…wrenchingly
gorgeous blonde in jeans。 The Yale Club？s dress code forbade distressed denim； but Serena looked
so pretty in her jeans； no one cared。 As soon as they stepped into the club？s sparse； neoclassical
lobby； all the middle…aged Yale alums in J。Press suits stopped talking business and switched off
their BlackBerrys。 Oh； to be seventeen and irresistible！
As if any of them were ever this irresistible。
Lord Marcus took Nate up to his suite to show him some lacrosse trophy that only Nate would
appreciate； while Blair led Serena into the club？s lounge； where they settled in at the elegant bar
with its gold ceiling； polished wood floor； and dark wood paneling。 Of course they were used to
going out all the time； but it still felt extremely grown…up to be out at a private club bar on a
Saturday morning； especially when they were supposed to be glued to their textbooks； studying for
their final exams； which would begin on Monday。
？So； what are you going to say in your graduation speech？？ Serena asked Blair。 ？What？s that Dr。
Seuss book？you know the one everyone always quotes from？？
Blair rolled her eyes。 She was sonot quoting from that book。？Oh； The Places You？ll Go！？
The bow…tied bartender brought Blair？s drink first？a Ketel One martini straight up with an olive。
She took a sip and then stuck a cigarette in