April 28, 2016 | 0 Comments
Villa: Rosie and I have a thing. Not that kind of thing, but a thing.
Villa: Rosie and I have a thing. Not that kind of thing, but a thing.
Rosewood: Why do I feel like this hangover isn’t the only thing that gave you a headache. TMI: Cassie and I have nothing in common.
Pippy: We need to crush this fool, ASAP.
Rosewood: Capt., is this some kind of joke? Hornstock: No, it’s nothing personal between us. Mitchie is on top of it.
Mitchie: Looks like the fishes had a snack.
Rosewood: Erica and I parted ways.
Rosewood: Are we good? Donna: We always good son.
Erica: Your son is a grown man and I appreciate you staying out of our business.
Mia: Butterflies, sweaty palms. You totally wanted him to pop by.
Hornstock: You’re going to college, period. Sophie: That’s not your call.