Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That was a gift.
I don't need this. You're supposed to be my friend.
I'm getting another mojito.
One evening of crazy sex with a total stranger.
I took myself off the market. I'll do whatever Ryan and Marissa do.
Hailey, what are your plans exactly?
Thank you.
- You do remember Dad, don't you? - I have a vague recollection.
Shut up. Ryan, Marissa said that to you?
- You know Oliver? - Who?
Why? So I can grow up to be just like you?
- I can't breathe. - What?
It's undeniable.
...is the way you'll spend the rest of the year.
Sure. Not trouble. Just a rut.
We're both single now, it's a new year.
It was a gift. Haven't you been living in hostels, out of a backpack...
Well, maybe the cops will.
So, what do you wanna do? I heard of some parties...
Look, we'll get it all sorted out over breakfast.
So, what are they?
- You guys look hot. - Too hot?
So this is yours.
Kitchen. So tonight?
Take it easy, lay low.
Right.
I don't get it.
Two years is what I want to focus on.
I love you.
We don't even know we're asleep till somebody wakes us up.
That's what you said two years ago.
Yes. My parents got divorced, my dad went bankrupt...
He's not here.
Forty-three minutes.
Yeah, yeah. I don't wanna be here. It's too depressing.
- So you want to swing? - I'm swinging.
For you, maybe.
You're not Mom. You can't talk to me that way.
Makes it a whole lot easier to graduate on time.