Blair: Why aren’t you in Europe? Chuck: I was, and Paris. Only to get your favourite macaroons from Pierre Herme. Blair: And Germany? Chuck: … To pick up your favourite Faux Stockings, you know how I adore them. Blair: What are you doing here then? Chuck: You were right, I was a coward running away again. Everywhere I went, you caught up with me. So I had to come back. Blair: I want to believe you, but I can’t. You’ve hurt me too many times. Chuck: You can believe me this time. Blair: Oh, is that it? Chuck: I love you too.