Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, we started out hiding this relationship so we could have one...

...and let the kids scavenge through them like hungry pigeons.

We could've all tried on dresses.

You've probably been going since middle school, right?

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Got me. I don't know what goes on at slumber parties.

In Rosewood, all roads seem to lead back to this house.

- So, what do you think? - Hold on.

I feel kind of strange even bringing it up, but, um...

So I embellished a little bit.

- You're really tiny, and I love you. - I love you too.

GIRL 1: Oh, my God, that was hilarious. GIRL 2: I know.

...but why don't I come up with a few people who might be right for him?

...about Mike, and I made an appointment for him...

I practically killed myself trying to make those girls like me.

I thought we had an agreement, but you don't seem to care about that anymore.

I know he was going through my room.

...if I tighten the waist and shorten it...

- So, what did your father have to say? - Nothing much.

So it's a table for one.

I know what you're thinking.

What does it matter anymore? It's over, right?

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

I'm sorry I snapped at you.

I thought they were, like, totally sold out.

I just want to make sure we're still cool, Jason.

- I wanted to talk-- - Why do you have those pictures of me?

- What are you doing here? - Your mother let me in.

So, what's on your mind?

That was so weird. I've never seen one bite before.

- Let me stop dry-heaving first. - Okay, it's not that bad.

...we've been thinking that A and the killer are the same person.

...you took of me sleeping.

Okay. I'll be back in a sec.

Nos Animadverto Totus. N.A.T.

You have to work with the animal...

Can you tell Mike that? Because he does not wanna go.

I wish I knew you were coming for a fitting.

- How's Aria? - Better, I think. Thank you.

- Heh, no. - The truth is I do care about you.

So anything else you want to accuse me of?

- You mean Western. - What?

Oh, come on. You're not still scared of me, are you?

If I had just looked up during that massage, we'd know who A is.

"Jason DiLaurentis. N.A.T. Club."

Jason, you have to admit, this just all looks really bad.