Leaked sides from the Gossip Girl reboot
JORDAN ALEXANDER CHARACTER NAME TBD exists the building in a hurry, muttering to herself.
JORDAN: Shit, if my car isn’t here in 5 minutes, I won’t make it back here in time.
BOUNCER (murmuring): Beige sandals with this outfit?
He didn’t murmur quietly enough.
JORDAN: WHAT was that?
Outside hurries WHITNEY PEAK CHARACTER NAME TBD, giving pretty good chase considering her own stilettos.
WHITNEY: Character Name TBD! Where are you going? Is something the matter?
JORDAN: Why would you think–
WHITNEY: It’s your shoes, isn’t it?
JORDAN: Excuse me?
WHITNEY: You ran out of there before we got the photo we need. I assumed it was because you realized you need new shoes?
JORDAN: What is WITH everyone hating my shoes?
BOUNCER coughs lightly, then looks away, innocently.
JORDAN (a little loudly, for his benefit): Beige sandals are a perfectly fine choice, you know.
WHITNEY: With red and black?
JORDAN: Are you still hungry after those passed apps or do you want a knuckle sandwich?
WHITNEY: No, no, I mean… you’re right, they’re fine, 2020 is a dystopian hellscape after all.
JORDAN: Ugh, let it go. And don’t worry about me. We can still slip the laxative into Blair Waldorf’s cousin’s drink after–
WHITNEY: Hang on, are those knockoff Nudists, even?
JORDAN: Can we drop this please? Also, aren’t you cold? I’m in this hella long warm leather coat and you’re just in that tiny little party dress.
WHITNEY: I just assumed you were wearing that because you need to hide your dress.
JORDAN: My DRESS is the trouble now?
WHITNEY: It’s not trouble, exactly…? I mean, it’s a little dated, and the bodice makes your boobs look like they’re angry eyes bugging out of someone’s head, but…
JORDAN: Shit, am I wearing anything you like?
WHITNEY: Now that you mention it, the coat is pretty good. Can we get back onto the topic of blackmail? I need to–
JORDAN: Fuck it, now I AM going to Saks. We can do the blackmail when I get back.
JORDAN CHARACTER NAME TBD gets into the car and slams the door. WHITNEY CHARACTER NAME TBD looks after her thoughtfully.
WHITNEY: She’s right, I need a coat. Maybe I can blackmail her for that one.