Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, I kind of feel like kicking back to the good movie

- I'm sorry. - Okay. What about tomorrow night?

- I've got family stuff. Sorry. - Unless you're, like, grieving over the death of a family pet, we're going to the Sno. C

- What are you doing here? - I felt responsible for you.

She looks beautiful.

Yeah, but usually to you. Maybe this is my year to shoulder that part.

- With Marissa? - Yeah.

- Why didn't you tell me? - Because the details of my personal life have no bearing on this case.

So, do me a favor and call me back, will you?

I'm sensing a low level of sarcasm here.

- Pretty quiet around here, huh? - Yeah, all the kiddies are at their various winter dances.

Yeah... Oh, I forgot. She totally pulled a Houdini on your ass.

Samuel Hong's about to face off with his arch nemesis. It's kind of a big deal.

- What? - Relax. She didn't give you up.

You think I'm cute.

I mean, what if she's had the weekend to think about it, and just decides we should be lab partners?

Now, somehow, you've managed to find someone she hates even more.

I don't think so.

You never told me that.

I know... I don't know what happened. I never hit anybody before.

Did he just say Seth Cohen?

- Clearly, he didn't share it with you. - No, he actually respects things like attorney-client privilege.

I'm not giving up...

I'm Kirsten Cohen.

Or we could just stay in.

That is how lame I've become. I can't even be third wheel to an actual relationship.

- What are you going to do? - The only thing I can do.

She kissed two guys right in front of you? I think it was a guy and a girl.

- You can't talk to her without a lawyer. - Well... I could

These? These are fists, okay?

It reminds me of when Mr. Freeze attacked the Gotham Society Ball, which is a compliment.

- No. Not really. - All right.

All we did was talk.