Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

EBRAHEIM: "This writer, as all my readers know,
Chef, stop! Stop!
The menu is slightly updated--"
♪ We had our mindset
Me wrapping sandwiches at Howdy
Uh, yeah, um, he is? um
SYDNEY: Okay, Ebra, let's get to work, please.
I'm gonna take green tape. Make those sections. Louie?
-That's not you. -You know, maybe it is.
Corner. Oh!
-My angle? -Yeah.
By the way, those OGs you love waxing on and on about
CARMY: What are you doing?
Alright, boss lady, you did it.
Get the **** off my expo, Chef, now!
I told you that dish wasn't fuckin' ready.
CARMY: What's going on?
What the fuck are you doing still working on this shit?
Ehh... fuck.
"this was the risotto with braised beef.
and learning how to use the tablet.
Tina, sausages, burgers, hot dogs,
Poor fucking girl.
Ebra, I got stabbed.
Feel like that's kinda crazy, right?
TINA: Say hello to Jeff's friend.
I told you to be more fucking ready.
Why are you fucking with me!
RICHIE: Yo, Cousin, there's a fuckin' line.
tried to create peace.
Ebra, enough, please. Back to work.
Uh, that's fine. We'll make it fresh.
-Yeah? -Giardiniera!
-Are we ready? -SYDNEY: No.
Thank you.
No more fucking-- Are you fucking deaf?
(sighs) The end is that I was telling Richie