Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's the purple one?
Um...
Come on, girls, let's cut through here.
She always said it was Toby peeping on us.
And what about you?
What kind of key?
You were spying on me. The whole time.
Look, I really wanna have that talk with my dad. I do.
I'm not pretending to date Troy.
Yeah, um, and make sure you get a room overlooking the ninth hole, right, hon?
I am such a spaz.
So who is it? Somebody new?
Oh, hey, Mrs. Marin.
So I have a meeting tonight...
I am helping. I'm making sure you don't host a pity party for yourself...
You know what, Paige? This is becoming way too much drama.
The bracelet, the police marching out of here with bags.
The thing is, I was wrong.
You think somebody rubbed that sweater on your bracelet?
Okay, we're good. That tent's not coming down anytime soon.
- Sure. What can I do for you? - May I come in?
I miss you.
Ali didn't die, she was murdered.
She won't take my calls, looks the other way whenever...
Hanna, what's with you guys and Jenna Cavanaugh?
Guys, look.
- He went behind her back. - He stuck his hands in her panty drawer.
What kind of questions?
Nothing. But the second I left, she probably told the others...
How do you feel...
So...
...the golf course and the ocean are on opposite sides of the hotel.