Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

Oh my God, Devi.

What is this? Why are you both talking weird?

I don't think you actually want me back.

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

and she had learned to ignore all the haters.

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

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

Paxton and I have not had sex.

That's not true. I can go slow.

Like, you could raise bees.

[Kamala] Prashant, wait.

Fab! What the hell?

Hey, Mr. Shapiro, another inspiring class.

Sorry. Still getting used to having female friends.

She said we're not mean.

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

[both] Pits, tits, and ass.

The hallway was littered with backpacks people dropped in shock.

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

Wait, why do you need…

So maybe what they said should mean nothing to her.

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

[gentle music plays]

Hey, wha-- what's up?

PTA meeting? What's that?

I'm not dumb, Kamala.

["Lilac House" by Half Waif playing]

who's not having sex with him.

[school bell ringing]

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

♪ Trying to erase you ♪

-Oh. -Why are you here, Kamala?

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

What are you doing?

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

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

Uh, that seems romantic to me.