Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, Corey, forget painting.

I can't make any damn headway.

Krakow, don't put that in my face.

I lost a really good friend.

I mean, you know, it's not like Jordan and Angela were officially together.

Here, before I finish it.

Camille and I went shopping. I bought you a shirt.

Now you've got an iron-clad, perfect excuse never to talk to me again.

Oh, like how Rayanne supposedly did it with Jordan.

- Definitely. - Good.

- On the bathroom mirror. - On the front door.

I'm on your side. It's like, impossible to be on Rayanne's side.

Rayanne, you can do this. Just do what you did last night.

- You mean Jordan? - Or I would have never done it.

Oh, you can remember it like this...

No, I meant, I meant... Never mind.

What? Who's side are you on?

- I have a right to see it. - What are you talking about?

Why? Is there something really wrong with me?

I mean, who do they think they are?

Things that we won't wear, so we'll have something to donate next year.

I'm sorry. No, no we are not even.

she has always partly wanted to be you.

Yeah, I would definitely want to know.

Yes. But I really didn't think it was.

and thought about him so much, It was like he lived inside me,

Hello? Oh, hi Hallie.

Just because your crashing at the teacher's.

Here, before I finish it.

"My, isn't the moonlight terrible?"

I honestly believed she was past all of this.

Look, we're about to become partners.

That makes five. Now, you told me you went to bed with four guys.

So, I found out why Angela hasn't been taking Rayanne's phone calls.

- Why are you crying like Angela? - Shut up! I do not cry like that.

I'm not going to hang out here just to watch you get plastered.

Don't turn this around on me. I said what I said to protect her.

- Very good sign. - Why?

In the car, for when I've missed the one on the mirror.

unless you really matter to them.

Okay, good. Try to watch your form. Okay?

But can I just ask you something?

It's Hallie. Like how she's always late.

You can't let their stupid actions control you.

Rayanne, what exact reaction did you expect?

When something matters to you, you do this hair-flick thing?