Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

*dramatic gasp*
Thalia?
Now, let's head back to headquarters for some well-deserved Drooler Coolers.
I know Robot Boy is burning, but I'm pretty sure it was laughing, too.
You gotta trade with me.
VAL: Okay, let's play two truths and a lie. I'll go first.
-ALL: Nice! -If you work hard and dream big,
-Tylor! Help! -All right, here we go.
The straight man is good looking...
etacanto etacanto
We got the baby.
You wanna drive, Duncan?
BOTH: He looks like that!
Me when my dad dances to music....
Oh, thanks for asking, Thalia. Her eyesight's going, hmm...
Oh...
ANNOUNCER: There's a massive pastry cleanup in hallway 12.
-Oh! Oh, no, no, no! -Watch out!
Jokesters? Oh, no. They're way over there.
SMITTY: But I'm older than you.
Jokesters? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. They're not going anywhere else here. They're going elsewhere over there. There's a difference. Jokesters? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. They're not going anywhere else here. They're going elsewhere over there. There's a difference.
M-I-F-T!
Door!
Woah!
Hey! That's a goal, not a promise.