Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mom, this isn't about you.
People dream about going there.
You doing okay?
I don't know, Mom.
No, no, no, that's fine. Go ahead.
Look, I had nothing to do with what happened to Matt.
A Cohen in the Ivy Leagues.
Marissa, I don't know what's going on with you or what I did wrong...
It's funny. Before you sprung your news...
- You don't. - Summer.
Because I mean, mistakes can happen. Right? Even at Brown.
But we have to stop pretending that it's not happening.
Hey. Where have you been?
- Well, hello, Summer! - Hi, Summer.
And matching hats and matching scarves.
Everyone's got good grades and SATs.
What?
- So cute. - All right.
She is. She is.
- I thought you were making me dinner. - I did.
- Ninety more days, Einstein. - Right. That makes sense.
And Summer and I are fighting.
Yeah, I know. I just... I guess I just changed my mind.
- What do I do to get you to stay? - I think you're doing it.
Really? And what does it say?
- I'm sorry. Have you talked to her? - No.
- That's not really my problem. - Marissa.
I bought this a few months ago.
- Hello? - Summer?
And Kirsten was wondering if maybe Sadie could use this.
I'm not doing this with Sadie because I'm scared.
There's a cold front coming through.
Glad you're here. I've something huge to tell you.
Give me your word, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
I'm assuming these are some references to what happened to Matt.
Sure. I'll be right back.
Look, Marissa, I've been in that place before...
You would move to Berkeley?
Hey.
So, congratulations.