Cece: "Uh. Okay, I think you'll be a good fit for UPenn actually. Because you are scarin' me to death right now. Meet me at seven outside my boutique. Do not bring these Crazy Eyes of yours."

EGO POSSUNT NON PROHIBERE EGO NON PROHIBERE

Cops: "Ashley, welcome back to the States or from space or whatever has been going on this last month. How is your wine?"
Ashley: "Tasty and cheap, my dear. How can I make your day brighter?"
Cops: "Bring your daughter in so we can charge her with bleeding on an anklet. You've got five days."
Ring-ring.
Ashley: "Could you have Veronica Hastings call me at her earliest convenience? Regarding that thing she's obviously been going to fuck up the whole time I was out of town, and how she done fucked it up. Yeah, I'll be at this number. Gettin' cronk."

DON'T DREAM IT'S OVER

Caleb approaches Hanna to give her -- unnecessarily, methinks -- new login info for Maya's Website Page. They shoot random romance rays at each other and it's heartbreaking and goes on for a long, sad time. His mom's better; Hanna's as well as usual, which is to say not at all. Hope rises and is dashed; sad guitar. Oh, see Wren had me all spun but now I remember that they belong together forever and ever. I forgot for just a second, because ... Wren.

Spencer: "And as he's walking away, A sends you this text about how Caleb is going to die unless you meet her at the Apple Rose Grill at closing time. I wonder what's there?"
Hanna: "A's takeout. Me. Death. I figure it's because I saved Mona with the magic of my words."
Spencer: "Old Wren. How's Mona doin', did he say anything?"
Hanna: "Well he certainly didn't stand there and let me, a teen, kiss him. That's for sure."
Spencer: "Well, you ain't going. And I know what you're going to say, if it were Toby I would go there in a second, but the truth is, that's not even really as true as we pretend it is."
Hanna: "Okay, I promise. Not to tell you that I am totally going. Obviously."
Spencer: "I guess he's not even in town anyway, or something. I'm at sixes and sevens today, to be honest."

A FAREWELL TO HEMINGERALD

Aria, wearing a cropped shirt of a skeleton's ribcage because she is Aria, listens outside while tiny little men have a tiny little fight.

Wesley: "You can't pretend this isn't happening!"
Ezra: "You have no idea what I can pretend isn't happening."
Wesley: "It's great that you have principles, but you're only hurting yourself. And a young girl. And your family! Dude, don't be an idiot! Take the offer!"
Ezra: "That's it, young man. You're going out into the hallway!"
Wesley: "...Dude, a skeleton! Are you Aria, dude? Dude, introduce me!"
Ezra: "Dude, keep walking."
Aria: "Who was that? He looked like a person that would be on a show on ABC Family."