Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- This looks great. - God, do I miss this smell!
For a hit show. No one wants to hire a fat story editor.
Charlotte had forgotten how awful single life could be.
It's better to wait for the real thing. Then at least you know it's special.
We're in LA.
- Just a little? - No, I write about it every day.
And I really missed you guys.
And Ben Affleck's.
samantha was mortified. she thought everything on the Bunny was fake.
Let's go for a hike.
- You're nice, Ian. You're really nice. - You're nice too.
The next day, four New Yorkers left LA a little lighter.
to steal her father's playboys. This wasn't a celebrity sighting.
After a week, I made an appointment with the city's waxer to the stars -
- Good for you! - I know it sounds crazy.
I can't believe they wouldn't let you in. That's a disconnect.
The blues and those deep greens.
Carrie Bradshaw, representing myself.
Tell me you didn't come to LA to tell us how much sex you're having.
Miranda and samantha are down by the pool.
- Let me see your movie passes. - No one goes to the movie.
surrounded by all these tanned, fit, happy people,
I thought it was called "my thirties".
she had just attended her first black tie doctors' benefit.
Miranda.
- Nice life. - Yeah.
I'm getting the car.