Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So can I just ask?
Wow.
I mean, why would you wanna hurt her?
Only if I get to plan the night, start to finish...
Well, not you specifically, just your whole posse.
...and you go along with whatever I say.
Look, she's right. L...
No. No, we're done here.
...and then win a Corolla in a raffle?
- I'm the one licking the envelope. - I'm the one who works in that building.
Why are you here?
No. We were kids.
I won't lose sleep.
Hanna, where are you? Call me. Jenna came...
Well, I don't want you to stay.
- Yeah. They were involved. - Romantically?
- Is anyone else coming through? - Lf so, we'll hide you in the meat locker.
- You didn't eat that cookie, did you? - No.
When I'm dreaming
Yes.
Okay.
Smile for the peasants.
For ditching you at homecoming.
Maybe they know what they're doing.
- Is that from...? - No. My mom.
- Yeah, I should probably go too. - Uh, no, I just got here.
It's just...
Or your brother.
Uh, Dad's gonna drive me over to practice, and then staying for the game.
I got three hours of sleep last night. I look like something Carl coughed up.
You gonna eat all that yourself?
Uh, honey, I think I'm gonna have to miss this one.
It's not. Club is closed on Mondays.
Hanna.
You're not gonna be needing that today.
- And the, uh, school's art fair... - Is this Saturday.
- Hey. - Hey.
Why?
Oh, is he sick?
She's got a zillion questions, and they're getting harder to dodge.
The person you should be sending flowers to.
No. Uh, these came for you.
Yeah, but I could Photoshop some magic.
You brought me my homework?
She hasn't talked about any other guy since the seventh grade.