Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, girls, please! I can't arbitrate on one cup of coffee.
Okay, we're not gonna be doing it in the bushes.
Well, then you're gonna need a search warrant to go through her purse.
Or I could take you, if you don't mind riding in the squad car.
Come on. Let's eat something.
Give it time.
Okay, fine. It's a bad idea.
It's done. We were never here. Let's go.
because when I got here, there were about three cups.
I mean, we came out here in eighth grade like, every day... even after.
Because she's close to the victim, and because kids keep secrets.
That's never stopped you before.
He's, uh, an older kid who used to go here
Look, I need you to tell them what really happened.
I'll take care of the newspaper.
I'm sorry, Hanna.
No, I haven't heard, but I have a call into them, so...
- Sorry. Excuse me. - No, it's fine. Come in, Mrs. Welch.
The cop.
No, I skipped scary. I went straight to snooki.
Because maybe I do!
Nothin'. Noel's just out of control.
Too late.
uh, my department, and this is Aria,
I had mono and missed the deadline.
I'll check out that biography at school. What's it called?
Listen, sweetie, I'm not in high school.
I don't believe she's really gone.
- Ready? - Wait. I gotta prepare.
Hey. Hi, how was the club?
Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.
It's not a race, Mona.
- Who is that? - Toby Cavanaugh.
What made you come up here?
Yeah.
I just... I don't know what's gonna happen... to us.
It's everything.
No way.
that's never gonna happen to every last club member.
Have you been out here since... Alison?
Yes, I heard that. I'm standing right next to you.
- Where are the pictures? - Damn, I told you I break cameras.