So now that she's alone, having alienated everybody at this sad little goat-rodeo of a funeral, Spencer does the next logical thing, which is notice the relatively fresh hydrangeas at Toby's mother's mausoleum spot, take a second to pull it together -- just kidding! -- and then uses the Lair key to scratch Toby's name over Mrs. Cavanaugh's. People move on. He won't meet the same Spencer again; that girl is gone.
Emily: "First of all, Spencer is a bitch. Hurt people hurt people, but right now it's really hard to be compassionate."
Aria: "Yeah, that bitch is gone. We should probably help her out of this spiral just as soon as we get over being pissed at her."
Hanna: "I'm still confused why we're all so protective of Jason right now. That's usually Spencer's bag. I guess we're just closing ranks because we still miss Alison."
Emily: "Hang on, I'm getting another transmission from my ongoing amnesia!"
Hanna: "This again?"
Aria: "What, were you roofied and abducted by more people? Because there isn't anybody left. You literally hung out with every single person That Night, even like Jenna and Noel Kahn that are barely on this show."
Emily: "You're forgetting one person! Alison DiLaurentis!"
Aria: "The fuck?"
Hanna: "Oh my God, I'm so glad somebody said something. Have you guys been spending, like, a lot of time with her? Considering she's dead?"
Aria: "Ah. Yeah, I did chill with her recently when I was being poisoned and chased around my house by a substitute teacher."
Hanna: "I have been hanging out with her pretty regularly ever since I got run over that time. Do you guys remember that?"
Emily: "Yeah, I saw her on your dad's wedding day, when that mean doll talked me into locking myself in a garage with a car that was running."
Aria: "Should we, I don't know, maybe discuss this further?"
Emily: "No time! Incoming!"
Apparently That Night, one thing Emily got up to was helping Alison dig up her own grave. Sure, that checks out. But then somebody showed up, and Ali started screaming. Who was it? Red Coat Girl.
Emily: "Thank God, I only imagined the part where I bludgeoned her..."
Aria: "When would you say this happened? Before or after Jenna picked you up at that underground drug rave/time-traveling '50s diner from the Hopper painting and drove you around town in a kerchief, despite being blind?"
Emily: "Still fuzzy."
Liars: "I wonder if that was Alison in the red coat. Digging up her own grave, hitting her own self over the head."
Emily: "All I know is the bitch was blonde, wearing a red coat... And that she is A+."
Liars: "Did you seriously just intuit not only the existence of the A-Team, but also its leader?"
Emily: "This is why my chronic amnesia is a good thing. Good shit like this, sometimes."