Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was at dinner last night with Kirsten at the yacht club.

Think they'll let you after you blew the first one off?

- Do you know Julie? - I have to go.

Julie, all of these women look fantastic.

You can be aggressive.

Honey, you just missed Marissa.

Can you honestly tell me you have no feelings for him?

Setting the mood. I'm telling you.

Who would've thought the Newport Group...

- Oh, my God, that little bitch. - Excuse me?

Oh, well, you should ask him to join us if he's all by himself.

After all we've been through, I get to be your best friend.

You'd have to sample every flavor before you could decide what you wanted.

- Do something. - I can't do anything. It's not my place.

Well, who could blame her? So now you wanna wine and dine her.

...that she got into Juilliard in the end.

It's gonna take me a while to choose one. Mind if I get back to you?

Reasons abound.

Well, she'll probably marry him and enjoy a life of free browlifts.

If there was anything going on with Seth, anything I should know...

That you invent stories about interviews that never even happened?

...and hope the obsession passes, but I see that you are in deeper than this.

- Johnny! Oh, my God. - It's okay!

No. Johnny's taking me for a surf lesson.

At least tell her you missed the interview.

I've fallen for you.

Okay, let's practice your pop-up one more time.

Oh, my. What a coincidence.

Listen, it's no worse than the strippers we got for Bill Merriam.

He's using her. Her father's the head of the board.

Then to put the cherry on top, I went ahead and lied to Summer about it.

Shelley's a guy.

I don't think that's gonna work. They're doctors, not businessmen.

Where you going?

I gotta get to school early anyway.