Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Eww. No.
It's getting super annoying. No offense, Ginny.
[Paul] What do you want, Georgia Miller?
Not… My mom was widowed, not Raquelle.
I'm not sure what it is. Something to do with the two women mirroring each other.
Me too.
-All you need now is a stalker. -[eerie music plays]
-Sorry, Mom. -My mom.
I cannot date a woman that I'm crazy about. Yes?
Mmm.
[sobs]
Well, we don't have to do that.
-Oh no, thanks. I'm driving. -[Maxine] OK.
♪ Looks up and down Bust it, bust it, bust it down for me ♪
Oh, wowie, wow, wow!
I like him.
[Maxine chuckles]
-What? -Ginny knows what I'm talking about.
[Ginny] Uh… hi.
♪ I just think Right now I'm seeing double… ♪
♪ Wanna feel the burn of your bonfire ♪
You like me.
Flashlight tag!
-[Brodie whoops] -[both] ♪ And I really, really, really… ♪
No, and it's giving me anxiety.
Can I talk to you?
Grab the hot sauce.
So, dating Paul…
-Oh, thanks. -[kisses]
'cause the love of my life's gonna be here, like, any minute, right?
[sniffles]
My mom's right. There's a formula.
[Marcus] Jesus.
[sighs]
[Norah] Mm. Thigh tattoos are vibe.
Does this mean you're not gonna ruin our MANG text thread
[mouths] Stop.
♪ I can barely breathe when you are near ♪
[Maxine] Marcus?
[eerie laughter]
-♪ I wanna ♪ -♪ Bonfire… ♪
I'm sorry
You need to stop with Marcus.
[rhythmic thumping]
Let's see you twerk.
-Oh stop. -[Hunter] Yeah, please.
♪ Every time they turn the lights down ♪
-Costumes? Plural? -I cannot believe that that just happened.
For Fall Fest.
Georgia, you're a Wellsbury mom now.
You should probably go.
This is why I am formally announcing
I looked into Seton Academy.
[eerie music on laptop]
A penguin is a bird. It has wings, but it just can't fly.
It's a party. So, it's, like, relax.
-[camera shutter clicks] -I mean, first the drugs, now the library.
It was perfect.
[cheering]
Max, are you gonna be there?
[birds tweeting]
I'm sorry.
Nah. I'm immature too. [chuckles]
You sure did.
I am?
Should I say "I told you so" now, or do you want to hear it
Hello?