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I was walking to my dorm on the phone with Chuck's voicemail. "Chuck, it's me. I know this sounds a little schedule-y, but with you focused on making your mark in the business world I thought that I just got out of my first class, and I was thinking if I skipped French history, we might have enough time to squeeze in a mid-morning renaissance before lunch." I walked in to see JJ talking with an older woman and I hung up the phone. "Sorry to interrupt." I said going over to my desk and the older woman walked over to me.

"You must be Lena Owen." She said and I nodded.

"And you are?" I asked, picking up my mail and my bag.

"This is my mom. Penelope." JJ said, looking extremely uncomfortable with this whole situation.

"Hello." I said picking up my bag.

"Should I be worried about you sharing a room with my daughter?" She asked in a threatening tone as she crossed her arms.

"Mom." JJ stated and I smiled at Penelope.

"She requested me. So I think any concerns you can talk to her about it." I turned to walk away before looking over at her. "Btw if you wanna be intimidating, get botox. I can see your worry and self-hatred from a mile away." I whispered to her before walking out of the room. I don't have time for this. I need to have an itch scratched that's been stirring up for five days. FIVE DAYS. I have a boyfriend. I shouldn't have to wait this long for anything.

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I walked into Chuck's hotel room with room service behind me. After changing into something more revealing, I made my way over here. Chuck was sitting at his table working again. They set down the tray and I start unbuttoning my long jacket. I recommend the hot apple cider caramel." I said shutting the door behind room service.

"On what?" Chuck asked and I slid my coat down my arms looking at Chuck.

"Surprise me." I walked over to him wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.

"You are amazing." Chuck said against my lips and I kissed him again. Chuck pulled back and I rested my forehead against his. "But look, I, uh, I have a really big meeting in a few hours."

"A few hours is hours from now." I stated, kissing him again.

Chuck pulled back and slightly moving me back. "Seriously. It's important. I have to keep my focus. It's with Sean MacPherson. I'm only gonna get one shot with him."

I looked at him shocked. "As opposed to me, who's just some endless font of do-overs?" I asked getting all sorts of frustrated all over again.

"Look, I'll make it up to you." I went over putting my jacket back on. "Where are you going?"

"No idea. I officially have nowhere left to go. My roommate's mother is contaminating my room, and now my boyfriend would rather obsess about a restaurateur than spend quality time with me," I whined, grabbing my things and opening the door. "And hasn't, by the way, in five days." I walked out. I set my bag on the table outside grabbing my mail, dropping some of it. One envelope got my attention, and when I looked at it, I saw a very important invitation. One I can put all my pent up energy into. One that can take all my attention away from Chuck.

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I got changed back into my clothes before meeting Serena and Blair at the park to show them the invitation I got. "I'm so jealous right now." Blair said, snatching the card away from Serena.

"Le Table Elitaire?" Serena asked, looking over at me.

"The Elite Table. How have you not heard of them?" I asked

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