Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One phone call from you, nobody has to sacrifice anyone.

...but he could have sprung for a shirt.

I'm totally cool about turning your apartment into the Playboy Grotto.

But you don't belong here.

I mean, so please...

So you can either dwell on the past and go see Jess...

- Ryan! Ryan, are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

No, look. If you need a break from everything going on in there...

- Yes. - Then listen and learn.

So let me guess...

It's just something someone gave me.

- I wanna be here with you. - That's not a good idea.

Summer, are you kidding me?

Okay, I'll see you soon.

- Thanks for coming. - I needed to talk about Seth anyway.

...that showed up at your doorstep yesterday?

- Where? Some pervy Internet chat room? - No, no, no, it was very tasteful.

After sex when everyone's hungry but nobody wants to get the takeout...

The board called an impromptu meeting yesterday.

Okay, now, I want you to concentrate on your eye contact.

Yeah, okay, I'll be right there.

I'll have you know, Taylor, that I'm five levels hotter than him.

You have to remember that he's not that much older than the boys.

Well, I don't know if I'm up for that now.

- You must be Ryan. - I am.

With the hunger and all the sex we had last night. Yes.

Put her in her drawer, she shouldn't see what's about to happen.

Matt, call me back. We got a lot to discuss.

Down a boyfriend, up a stalker.

Is everything okay?

No, you're the man, sir.

It makes no sense from a business perspective.

I have a lot more to tell you about Trey.

Somehow that landed me here and him in Vegas.

Okay. You know, if you have to go, Ryan, go.

- It's an inside thing. Long story. - I like long stories.

Do you print out a flyer for everything?

One of them is listening. You just gotta let me do it.

Whoa, dude, you got killed already?