Emily: "CeCe Drake, my point exactly. Why didn't you tell us about how you were there in that picture that Jason found and subsequently lost immediately and then disappeared?"
CeCe Drake: "Emily, come on. I lie about everything. You're asking the wrong questions. I got scared, because I felt like my theory that Wilden knocked Ali up and killed her was being proven true. Even for Wilden, he's acting sketchy."
Emily: "So why not turn him in? A common-sense thing most people would do, but a thing also that my friends and I never do."
CeCe Drake: "To what, to one of his buddies on the force? I'm so sure Rosewood PD has an Internal Affairs department. They barely have an External Affairs department from what I can tell..."
Emily: "Apropos of nothing, did you know Jason DiLaurentis spotted you in Ali's yard one time?"
CeCe Drake: "Son of a bitch. When would that be?"
Emily: "I will give you three guesses."
CeCe Drake: "Ali called me, freaking out because the entire NAT Club cohort was at her house, beating on her door like zombies and runnin' around the yard all crazy, demanding these various creepy videos she had."
Emily: "Whom would you say was most emphatic, in your recollection, about these videos?"
CeCe Drake: "Oh, by far the Black Swan. Melissa begged me to intervene, and I talked Ali to going to get the tapes, and then she vanished."
Emily: "For my third and final non sequitur pivot, who took the picture of you three blond perverts on that boat?"
CeCe Drake: "As random as that question is, also Melissa. Everything is Melissa this episode. She hasn't been the flavor of the week since like, before the whole Toby thing, so it was probably about time."
Spencer, I don't know if you know this but Spencer's having a rough time lately. She crawls upstairs to her parents' high-tech robotic shower sauna spa space vehicle, turns the steam up to "relatively steamy," and settles down for a nice schvitz. But at some point, A manages to wedge a plunger in the glass door, trapping her, and then hack the robot mind of the robot shower, setting it to "kill." A setting, I would suggest, we don't really need in our robot showers.
Nobody's around, we do a graceful little tour of the quiet Hastings home to confirm nobody's around, and Spencer realizes that -- while life has of late had its ups and downs -- ultimately she would like to live. Or at least not die in such a humiliatingly Hannah Horvath fashion. Rousing herself to alertness, she bashes at the door, calling again and again for her scary-ass sister, but just as Spencer's noting the steam-written A message on the mirror -- Get steamy with Wren, get steamy with me! -- it's Aria who busts in there, handily saving the day by taking three steps and unjamming the plunger.