Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What? - God, I love you as a friend.
- Joel McKuin was staying there. - That's quite a coincidence.
- I hope it's okay, me stopping by. - It's fine. Come on.
- Check out Gramps. He looks angry. - That's because he is.
- Are you gonna take it? - I'm thinking about it.
Does she need a friend? I could help out there.
- I'm kidding. Come on. - Nice one.
Joel McKuin is the leading lumber supplier on the West Coast.
Except I can't ask her if it's because of me...
- Please do not leave because of me. - What? What are you...?
I'm sorry to interrupt. I need you to drive me to the airport. I gotta stop Anna.
I got people that notice if I don't get back.
I'm not letting her go.
- Marissa. Hello. - Hey.
Totally. I know. I love the society page.
Here. I'm not gonna have time to get it dry-cleaned before I go.
Okay, that's what I thought. Because it would destroy Marissa.
Hey, Juju.
- You really want to know? - No.
- I can't believe Anna didn't show. - Actually...
I saw the DA today. It didn't go what I would call "well."
I could always hang out with Luke.
Okay.
No, I won't.
What did you want to talk about?
The hotel room that he accidentally stumbled into the other day...
They're having a cocktail party at the Cohen house.
Well, at least we have each other.
Yeah. But even if I thought it, I wouldn't say it.
...to school. - Oh. Thanks.
Now, you be a man, and you tell me.
You better believe I'll do all I can to protect you.