ELEANOR: Darling, you're gonna love him.
BLAIR: I kind of already do. I'm so excited to meet him.

CYRUS: Oh Eleanor, you look like a goddess.
BLAIR: That must be his driver.

ELEANOR: Darling come meet Cyrus Rose.
CYRUS: The lovely Blair. Come here! Not enough!

BLAIR: He's five feet tall. He has a catchphrase. And he's a hugger. I was expecting Cary Grant and I got Danny DeVito!

CYRUS: Blair, I would love to fill this whole penthouse with peonies for your birthday but will you allow me to purchase them from somewhere else, it's the principle of the thing!
BLAIR: I prefer to get my own peonies from my own florist, but thank you so much.

BLAIR: He does all the things you hate. He uses the wrong fork, he slurps his soup, he wears sports socks. He's short and pushy!

BLAIR: My mom is so happy. I've never seen her like this.
CYRUS: Your mother is a diamond. In an ocean of coal. From the moment we met, I knew she was the one.
BLAIR: Have you always been so romantic?

ELEANOR: What about you my sneaky daughter, are you done yet?
BLAIR: What do you mean?
ELEANOR: Cyrus told me that you had lunch together, and he was very touched...

BLAIR: You're still here.
CYRUS: I sent my driver to dinner because I thought I'd be at the party ringing in your birthday.
BLAIR: You threw in the tower rather easy. I expected a harder fight.
CYRUS: I'm smart enough to know that getting into a war with Eleanor's daughter is never gonna result in a victory.
BLAIR: So you retreated with dignity.
CYRUS: Who says I gave up?
BLAIR: Oh, my god. You outmaneuvered me. You deliberately let me win, counting on the fact that Cyndi Lauper would prey on my emotions.
CYRUS: I'm a lawyer. I do think a few moves ahead. Some of us can't rely entirely on our looks, you know.
BLAIR: Well done.
CYRUS: Not enough!
BLAIR: Fine. You're a genius! You better be good to my mother, or I'll be coming for you.
CYRUS: Those are fair terms.
BLAIR: Now come upstairs and stand next to me while I tell my mom the whole truth about the Golden Lion. She'll be furious with me, so I may need an attorney. *Cyrus hugs Blair* ... You're not what I had in mind.
CYRUS: Well, you're not what I had in mind.

BLAIR: He's not exactly my cup of tea, but he makes my mother happy and he's not that bad.

CYRUS: Blair, I know this is all happening awfully fast for you. I just hope you know how happy I am, not just to be with your mother, but to have you, my family! I love you, very, very much.
BLAIR: I told Chuck I love him.
CYRUS: Really? That's wonderful.
BLAIR: No, it's not. It's horrible. I thought that if I could finally say it that everything would change, but he is just as selfish and solace as ever. Only a masochist could ever love such a narcissist. Help me. * she hugs Cyrus*
CYRUS: You don't need help. He just needs time.
BLAIR: Wait, *she hugs him again* not enough.