A: Just wait and see.
Emily: "How did Spencer's mission to replace the note go?"
Hanna: "Actually, I did it."
Emily: "Wow! But you're so scared of old people."
Of course she is, I love that. Of course Hanna is scared of old people.
Hanna: "Apparently they're scared of me too. The merest touch nearly killed her. Anyway, here's the pick-up location of the bag of junk where I found your jacket from That Night."
Emily: "Oh, that thing we could have been using this whole time? Cool. Where did it come from?"
Hanna: "A place we'll go tomorrow. Tonight, I have rummage sale duty. Tonight, and every night for the rest of all time."
SOME RANDOM STREET SOMEWHERE
Jason: "Hey, Spencer. Not to interrupt you Googling April Rose on this random street where your boyfriend can't find you, but I just wanted to talk to you about the evidence in the Garrett Reynolds case. How it might be thrown out."
Spencer: "Okay, there's clearly another trail of evidence because he's leaving weird notes around his mother's comatose body, so how about you tell me who April Rose is, and then we can go shake her down."
Jason: "You got me there. Do you even care if he did it?"
Spencer: "I barely even care if he did it, at this point."
Peter: "Oh MAN! I hate when I see my kids talking to each other on a random street."
Silver Fox Ted: "Would you believe I used to wear a pair of Aragorn boots just like these? With a suede fringe vest. I wanted to look like Cat Stevens! Before he was a Muslim, I mean."
Hanna: "Whatever. If I find a hat with a squirrel tail on it, I'll let you know."
Ted: "That's Davy Croc... Wait, I understand what you're talking about. That's scary. This rummage sale has been going on for too long."
Hanna: "Instead of putting myself to use, I have divided the clothing into seasons. Kind of like putting them in random piles and then just moving them around, but with an excuse."
Ted: "I'm really just talking to you because your mom is hot. Is she coming to the party?"
Hanna: "Party? What party?"
Ted: "The one I just announced 15 years ago. It's in this abandoned church, at night."
Hanna: "...And it's tonight, isn't it."
Ted: "You were listening?"
Hanna: "No, I just count on getting fucked over at this point."