Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What have you done to my boyfriend?
I could always have Kirsten talk to him for you.
Yeah, yeah, she was, she was.
Are you going to stop me?
Cohen, I got you a double latte because you looked sad.
No, not so much really, but you have to admit--
-This guesthouse is $850 a month. How much is yours? -I can get you a deal through my office.
-I'm sorry, man. -Thanks. It's all right.
Hey. Sorry I'm late. Traffic.
-Oh, let it go. This isn't about you and me. -When it comes to Rebecca, it's always been about you and me.
Oh, my God.
So what are you doing in town?
So, uh... what have you been up to?
-Sounds like Partridge, Savage and Kahn. Where is it? -Right next to Partridge, Savage and Kahn.
I can't believe this.
I'm actually here to see you...
Well, hey, man, at least you show up on his radar. He once asked my mom if I was mildly retarded.
I thought she wasn't your girlfriend.
but her dad is dying and he asked me to find her for him.
-Who? -This political activist I knew back in my Berkeley days
-I don't know, Eric White. -Hey, thanks, man.
Why don't you take Alex's Jeep home. I'll bring her back later.
-Continue to doodle. -Okay.
Okay. Then what's this about?
-Well, I don't know. -What are you talking about, man?
Uh, that's okay. We just got menus.
-The summer without Summer. -Has Zach seen these?
Wait. So how did you do it?
-Jody's still here. -I thought she was goingback to LA.
Sandy, no, you don't.
-You take good care of me, Kiki. -Better than I deserve.
-How did you...? -I'm sneaky like that.
Shut the door.
Uh, I'm sorry. Listen, Seth, I'll call you.
-Oh, I didn't even think of that. -Yeah, well, I did, quite a bit, actually.
I don't know. Maybe.
Sandy is. Kirsten's more...
-You're not going anywhere. -Oh, really?
That's what you should do, dude.
Come on, babe, let's go.
-No, thank you. I got to go meet my Realtor. -Maybe I should go with you.
Why, is he a monster?
Aren't you sick of me yet? We've hung out every single day this week.