Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

the best deal you'd ever seen, I wouldn't be

SAMANTHA: I followed you on Instagram.

‐Doing what? ‐Sorry. You're right.

Ah, you know, my sister's

Some‐some fast math.

or should I really do that?

‐Hi. ‐(chuckles)

Is that your New York apartment in one bag?

♪ 'Cause it won't end up going your way ♪

♪ Sharpener's calling me again... ♪

♪ My Z‐O‐D told me we don't match today ♪

♪ Rhythm I jam on a fish stick, played‐out gimmick... ♪

But don't judge me for having some wine at night,

Okay. Yeah, I'll take this one.

‐but you leave no choice. Okay. ‐What are you doing?

I could do this job drunk, sober, juggling.

You can have some cake.

‐Mm. ‐Oh, I guess I can just email you, right?

that turned into a Class A misdemeanor.

♪ Fresh fitted on the one‐two ♪

‐Oh, no. Sam. Hey, Sam. Sammy? ‐Oh, wait.

‐Nope. ‐That kid sucks.

Everything's not always about you.

‐Okay, Sam, you... ‐I would never have a slice

you're going straight to jail.

of your skank cake. (laughs)

‐because she was my friend. ‐This isn't about Brit.

‐Get out... Sam. ‐Let me tell them the truth.

Yeah, security, this is Bzzzzzzzzzz.

‐call it a party bus if it doesn't have a stripper pole. ‐Sam...