Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I thought you wanted things the way they were.
No, he's not. Look, I asked. Absolutely not.
MAN Five-thirty-two, copy that. We'll get back to you.
My idea was that this would be a good time for me to catch up with Hanna.
Okay, see you later.
No, it's okay.
That other day in chemistry...
What time?
- Tell them what really happened. - I don't think it would matter what I say.
- Right here? - Yes.
Hey. Can I talk to you for a sec?
- Sorry. - Don't say that.
It's just, do you think he's out here because of the thing with Sean's car?
- What do you think? - I don't wanna do this right now.
God.
- The lame amusement park? - Okay, it is not lame.
Somewhere you can clear your head, maybe get a new perspective on things?
- See you tomorrow? - Tomorrow.
He'll try and talk you out of telling. You can't do that to your mom.
...so don't say that they have some kind of arrangement or understanding...
- Good. So you ready to go? - Yep.
It's a national competition for historical writing.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Now, if you wanna go to dinner, we can go to dinner.
...that maybe your mom knows more about this than you think?
Okay. If you say so.
That things will change.
...or is it about the kiss?
I liked the kiss.
- I took it off. - It looked good on you.
Hey, Mr. Fitz.
Did Mom...?
We're just being grownups. That's all.
Him, her. Doesn't make any difference.
I don't know, I think he wants to spend more time with me.
You're lucky. My cooking's always better the next day.
- Seriously? - Would you go?
You know, be somewhere else for a while.
What are you doing?
I got a room in the Edgewood Motor Court.
...but the rest of us are just kind of creeped out.
Good night, Spencer.
- Hanna, do you sail? - No.