Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, well, I imagine it would.

Okay, so you go to the dentist, and I'll go to the pub.

She was the last on the books, so I'm going to head out.

The landlord's being a jerk because I broke the lease.

What's wrong? Are you sick?

Jumping, dressage...

So what do you think about my stories?

It's just stress. I'll get it under control.

More... mature.

I don't know what school I'm going to.

Wait up, killer.

Or actually it might be BlackBerry.

No. I walked. Fast.

There's somebody in here!

I asked my C.O. for a little personal time.

What the hell is this?

What does that say?

I did. By trusting her.

Whoa! Where's my book? Okay, it was right here.

You have a group for that, too?

- If you'll excuse me... - No.

I think so. Why?

- What're you up to? - Excuse me?

This is not a "few friends."

She's probably already called her lawyer and told her

- Aria, chill. - No, I'm not "chillin'"!

and we know it wasn't.

You got them? Show them to us.

So, what're you saying, Maggie?

No, she was trying to control the situation.

I still feel like half of my lip is frozen.

Spencer was just trying to protect you.

Have you been here before?