Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[breathes heavily]
It's embarrassing enough that you know.
[ominous suspenseful music intensifies]
That's low.
[Aisha] Then it's up to Silva.
Incompetent fairies, sure, but even so.
[thudding rock music plays]
Mm. Even for him.
♪ And I like it like that And I like it like that ♪
Just to be clear, we're talking, like, full jailbreak, right?
♪ I am, like, begging for you, baby ♪
-Like a warm, fuzzy-- -I'll drown you.
It's an apron. If it was in there, we'd see it.
[thunder rumbles]
into which students could possibly be responsible
They're sending him to Polaris.
-[Grey] Yeah, I know. Exactly. -[Musa] Aisha.
-[boy] Ivy. -[short breaths]
bring him to Long Shore, where he'll board a ship for Polaris.
Oh, sorry. Are we having some sort of, uh, trauma-off here?
I'm thinking something active.
-[Dane snickers] -[tense music]
And you smell worse.
[Beatrice] They are so hideous.
What the hell, Stella? You blanked us all day. We needed you.
-Whatever, I'm-- -Not whatever. Don't.
from anything we got into last term.
But they haven't been seen in days.
[Beatrice] Thing is, now that you have that gem, you can't just disappear.
My office. Now.
It's been months.
[Bloom] Isn't what he did self-defense?
This is a choice.
So, care to put your magic where your mouth is?
Are we done with the emotional portion of this evening?
I'll make sure there's not another way to cross the river.
Do you, like, think I'm going too far?
[Bloom] Day drinking, huh?
Tell my Mum? I haven't spoken to her in weeks.
Do you know anything about that?
-[cell phone vibrates] -[message alerts chime]
Chatting? About a guy getting shot in the back?
[exhales shakily] Dowling. You. Everything that's happening at Alfea…
What?
[sarcastically] Ah.
-What's happened? -Just a bit of sparring between friends.
[mystical tingling, crackling]
♪ I am not a legend, I'm a fraud… ♪
[Bloom] Hm. So Beatrix wasn't lying.
-We'll figure something out on the way. -[engine starts]
-[grunting] -[Bloom yelping]