Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This party sucks.

Beers and bar nuts at Flanagan's off Route Five...

also known as Ed, Samantha's accountant.

Laney, maybe we should think about getting you home, all right?

I just realized...

They all think the same, dress the same...

- Hello? - It's Laney.

Brigid, Roxanne, these are my friends from the city.

BYOB Bring your own booze

Excuse me. I'm sorry. Hey, Carrie.

- I'm sorry? - Nothing.

When I was little, I took a rubber band and put it around my dog's snout.

- Where are you off to? - Samantha's having one of her parties.

or is this one worse because it's Laney's?

- What are you doing here? - What I do best... partying!

Does anybody know how to drive?

Charlotte had made us all swear never to use it.

Then there's that hell on Earth...

It's my name, my secret baby name...

- Why didn't you tell me? - Next time. I promise, all right?

Isn't that how you got the couch from me?

Laney, show us your tits!

Faced with her own inadequacies...

Miranda chose life...

I'm on total ovary overload. Which kind do I get?