Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Taylor. That's who. - I think she's just...
The guy from Brown didn't say they couldn't take more students from Harbor.
Thanks.
No, I think you should still go to Brown.
It turns out he runs an artists' co-op in Berkeley.
Or can't you miss your gay sweatshirt party?
It's just not easy.
Okay, Ryan. Pet peeve:
I need to talk to her about the sweatshirt bonfire. You guys are coming?
- I'm not gonna do that to you. - Sadie, come on.
...who walk into your life.
- You're gonna be rich. - That's nice to know.
You late for something?
- Oh, my God. What...? Come inside. - No, that's all right.
Yeah, like I'd go if you didn't.
Went to school early because she's nervous with all the college stuff.
You know, even though we're not together...
No, actually. I think I asked you.
True. Anything happen after I left?
...getting a man is like capturing...
Oh, my God.
- Everything okay? - Yeah, no.
- You know this engagement is a trial. - What?
I'm sorry. I think it's for the best.
I called the guy who sells my jewelry in the Bay area.
I keep trying to get back to the life I remember, but I just...
This is me talking. I want this hospital built more than anything.
Oh, I had to help Taylor set up for the bonfire.
...breaking the news to them that way? Probably not a very good plan.
...made Mrs. Rushfield cry.
- I'm going over to her place. - You tell her you got in?
Big day, girls. College letters arriving.
- but I just can't bear to see you doing this to yourself.
- Like your sweatshirt. - Thanks. Yours isn't so bad either.