aid；　searching　the　cabinets　for　a　mixing　bowl　and　setting　it　in　front　of　Pierre。　“I　can’t　believe　we　used　to　eat　this；”　she　said　to　Serena；　shaking　her　head。

“Do　you　have　marshmallows？”　Serena　asked　hopefully；　reading　her　mind。

“Probably。”　Blair　rummaged　through　the　cupboards；　finally　finding　a　bag。　She　tossed　it　over　to　Serena　and　leaned　against　the　counter；　appraising　her。　Serena’s　golden　blond　hair　had　grown　even　longer　in　the　last　year；　and　was　badly　in　need　of　a　cut；　but　somehow　managed　to　still　look　glamorous。　Her　navy　blue　eyes　had　slight　laugh　lines　around　the　edges。　She　looked　just　a　little　bit　older　than　she　had　a　year　ago；　or　maybe　just　more　grown…up。　“So；　you’re　dating　Dan　Humphrey；”　Blair　said　finally。

Serena　nodded。　“Pretty　weird；　right？”

“Yeah；”　Blair　laughed。　It　was　sort　of　weird。　But　Serena　had　always　been　unpredictable。　It　was　one　of　the　things　about　her　that　Blair　loved　most。　It　was　also　one　of　the　things　that　had　driven　her　crazy。

“You’re　dating　Chuck；”　Serena　countered。

“I　know！”　Blair　laughed。　The　blue　teapot　on　the　stove　whistled　and　Blair　poured　the　steamy　water　into　a　French　press。　“Do　you　want　any　coffee？”　she　asked。　It　was　the　Blair　Waldorf　version　of　a　peace　offering。

“Is　it　ready？”　Pierre　and　Pauline　interrupted；　slapping　their　sticky　hands　against　the　counter。

“Sure。”　Serena　gazed　dubiously　at　the　gooey　mess　in　the　pie　pan。　“I　don’t　know　how　they　should　eat　this。”

“Spoons？”　Blair　shrugged。　“As　long　as　they　stay　in　the　kitchen；　my　dad　won’t　care。”

Doesn’t　she　mean　dads？

Serena　carefully　set　up　the　twins　at　the　toddler…size　table　in　the　corner；　remembering　herself　and　Blair　as　children　sitting　at　that　very　table；　doing　that　very　thing。　Blair　was　watching　them　too；　cu