Spencer Hastings

- He went behind her back. - He stuck his hands in her panty drawer.

No. I already ate, thanks.

A key? A key for what?

- What a jerk. - He's a total creep.

Guys, there is definitely somebody out there.

You want some yogurt? I have fresh berries.

Okay, just let me get cleaned up.

The more you struggle, the faster you sink.

Um, I'm not sure that that's such a good idea.

- I gotta go. My mom's calling. - Okay. Bye.

Wanna translate that into speech?

Yeah, tell me about it.

You know what they say about quicksand, Spence.

You need to be careful about who you associate with.

- When're you gonna learn to keep quiet? - Get away from me.

Why are you sticking up for him? He broke her trust.

Sorry.

And why were they allowed to reproduce?

...or were you even at Hilton Head?

If you want people to cough up money, you better make them smile.

Oh, we feel safe in your hands, lan.

If you put on a pair of jeans, this would be called stalking.

- Hey. How are you? - Relieved.

Fun.

Guys. I think somebody's watching us.