While most would agree Chuck Bass was the last thing anyone's patience needed, he truly believed he was always in demand. Especially when the person in question was a female. The Upper East Sider always had intentions when it came to women and rarely were they good.
Right now he was pleased with himself, having not only made his way to Angel Grove, but also managing to know find his former lover had followed somehow. The greatest triumph of all was how his sources had managed to inform him of Blair's presence before even she knew what was going on with her.
At least Vala would get Chuck in his better moods. Rather than the brooding mood he was in before coming here. Thinking on his previously soured plans would only serve to ruin the good mood he created for himself, so he wouldn't think about it.
Coming across a counting Vala, an eyebrow raised in interest as he smothered a smug smirk that wanted to worm its way to his lips.
Sitting on the grass was below him, so instead he chose to stand. Peering down with curious eyes, he waited to gain her attention before murmuring charmingly, "Good Afternoon."