Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You can take a break. - Not all of us sailed through Trig.

Nice seeing you. Meeting you.

Not anymore you don't. You're done. You're done with this investigation.

I'll see you soon.

- Can you call the coach? - I don't know.

Just so you know, I gave up sidecars for spritzers.

She's probably on her way over.

See if the Wizard can find you a heart.

Emily would never do that, the memorial was her idea.

There are other rooms around here that are more fun than this.

I need to find a French family that's dying to host a nice girl from Pennsylvania.

I'm Ella Montgomery. Aria's mom.

- Do you play? - Shh. It's a secret.

- Mom, are you sick? - No.

Oh, but then you know

I just never had the chance to tell her in the right way.

You have an incredible voice. We should do that again.

Move all the way in, people. You don't need to touch every locker.

That's all right. I'm gonna wait here.

- Good. - She's very strong.

I'll work on this.

...and I think food would really help.

It's not up to me to tell you, it's up to your mother.

- Hey. Everything okay with Mr. Fitz? - Yeah.

Well, at least one person's still willing to let me use her fax.

- There you go. - Fantastic.

Oh, me? I love this weather.

You bought my bag.

You're questioning minors without an adult?

Okay, well, are you clear? Do you know what you want?

I just, you know... I would like to see you in the flesh.

They just posted a tornado watch in Delaware County.

Do me a favor? Hook it for me, would you?

But you don't really plan on ever coming over, do you?

- Is that your bag on that table? - Where'd you find it?

This whole, uh, single-parent thing.

- What're you doing? - Nothing, I just...

Will you please let me finish?

- You are? - Mm-hm.

- What were you thinking? - I have a homicide to solve, okay?

You're already scary enough.