Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you guys doing here? You're not even dressed.
You are? So close to midnight?
Because, I mean, who's Oliver?
Let's go. We gotta clear this party out.
In college, that was a Thursday night.
Forty-five minutes to midnight.
So where's Ryan?
I don't know anything about this guy...
- Hi. - Hailey...
I think it was Nicaragua, and they were hospitals.
What are you doing?
We're not in this big a rut.
In 400 feet, turn left.
Yes, looking out on naked dudes. We're trapped like rats.
But do we need to take more chances?
Yes, we do need to take more chances.
"Dad." Write that down.
- Okay, but please help me shut this down. - I'm not helping you.
- Mojito. - Mojito.
You're not Seth Cohen.
- Perfect. Table? - The usual.
- Stop, okay? You're scaring me. - Good. You're scaring me.
I know. I can't wait to celebrate the new year...
They call them ships. And I liked it.
Okay.
You spend so much time...
I'm just easing into it.
- Hotel rooms? - Hotels.
Almost as bad as I did. But you know what?
Well, I'm not alone.
You know, I was gonna tell him in due time.
That's nothing?
- What? - Because I didn't say...
- That's my favorite part. - I own a sweater from Talbots.
So what? You're, like, a narc now?
But as for me, now I'm doing senior year, again.
I'm sure you've organized several events.
It'll be fun. There'll be people.
- Have you told her? - Of course. All the time.
...you were talking to her, or...? Did she say why she was here?
We're leaving? I'm just starting to have fun.
We would have come and picked you up...
Hey, no ball dropping till midnight, okay?
- Thanks for getting me out of the house. - Hey, you're part of the family...
- To Ryan? - To Natalie.
At least he's polite.
You ask a lot of questions.
I mean...
Come by and I'll explain everything.
- Do you think we're fun? - Yeah, I do.
...for me.
Thanks.
What the hell happened?
...but it's New Year's Eve.
- You want one? - Yeah.