Blair: What are you doing here, Nate?
Nate: Well, I, um... Look, you know, after rehearsal I just, uh, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I mean, the ball's something we've talked about doing together since we were, like ten years old. And I've given you every reason to hate me.
Blair: True. Keep going.
Nate: And the Prince, he's a great dancer and all. But, is there any chance you'd go with me instead? For old times' sake.
Blair: Nate, after what you pulled on my birthday, the only thing we should be doing together is moving on.
Nate: Yeah, I know. [pause] Look, I haven't worn this sweater since forever. I just pulled it off, and I found this. [shows Blair the heart pin]
Blair: It's my pin. I sewed it there so you would always have my heart on your sleeve.
Nate: I know. I figured you might want it back or something.
Blair: No! It was a gift. [considers Nate's offer] The Prince will understand. Maybe we should go to the ball together... as friends.
Nate: Absolutely.
Blair: But only as friends.
Nate: Just friends.