Ethan was freaking out after seeing Henry's photo, feeling a strong sense of crisis. He knew he had to start gathering more intel immediately.
Right now, his only reliable sources were the school's beauty queen, Emily, and Blair.
Emily was always hard to read, so he trusted Blair more.
After he finished speaking, he noticed Blair standing still, not moving an inch.
"Blair?" Ethan asked, puzzled.
"Mm." Blair's eyes, cool as stars, briefly scanned Ethan's 9-inch "Pecker," showing a moment of struggle before she finally nodded. She turned, closed the hospital room door, locked it from the inside, and drew the curtains.
"Reliable." Ethan watched Blair's actions and felt reassured. Planning to steal Auntie's boyfriend was a matter that indeed required caution.
Blair was unexpectedly cautious.
He watched as Blair walked over to a makeshift desk and pulled out a shopping bag from the deepest part of the drawer.
