Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Ow. Ow, ow. My ear, my ear! Ow, ow. -Oh, oh, oh.

And then he pretended he asks about all his students' cousins.

Fab! What the hell?

We both want to. It's imminent for sure.

I'm not dumb, Kamala.

Oh my God, Devi.

Are you guys banging yet? I can't wait to read Lady Whistleboy's take on that.

-Oh. -Why are you here, Kamala?

The hallway was littered with backpacks people dropped in shock.

Like, you could raise bees.

What is this? Why are you both talking weird?

[both] Pits, tits, and ass.

Uh, that seems romantic to me.

Paxton and I have not had sex.

Because we need to start booking flights for family coming from India.

Hey, wha-- what's up?

I was waiting for Fabiola to say God, but I think she's asleep.

What are you doing?

That's not true. I can go slow.

Wait, why do you need…

and she had learned to ignore all the haters.

I don't think you actually want me back.

Okay, then let's do long distance. It shouldn't be that hard.

[gentle music plays]

Sorry. Still getting used to having female friends.

["Lilac House" by Half Waif playing]

I wiped them down with old alcohol wipes from when I got barbecue take out.

That failed attempt to look cool was directed right at you.

Hey, Mr. Shapiro, another inspiring class.

who's not having sex with him.

[school bell ringing]

She said we're not mean.

PTA meeting? What's that?

♪ Trying to erase you ♪

Mr. Shapiro, I know that an A-triple-plus

[Kamala] Prashant, wait.

So maybe what they said should mean nothing to her.

-I don't want to break up. -Neither do I.