Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm just cleaning some residual puke out of the piano.

I did not fall apart, okay?

Muse on a Couch is me. Check it out. What's that?

I'm not gonna kink shame, but maybe I will.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

What if we get into this, like, big public fight?

Y'all killed this shit. Mmm. -[Gaby] The painter is a butt man.

He was at my place because-- because he had something to tell me.

[gasps] We have a brand? -[chuckles]

What? -I'm not 12.

without bringing a Black person to balance it.

and for you to throw me a superficial compliment or two

I guess I wanted to come to make sure he's okay.

I mean, I put in the work, Sean. Like eight long years.

[chuckles] Great job telling him you didn't want him to marry us.

[sighs] Oh, fuck.

Where were you? -I was here. I just made a new friend.

It was fun while it lasted. -Yeah.

But you'll feel good about yourself.

Are you home? Alice!

Hey, I'm gonna head back. Because my thighs are bleeding through my pants,

Looking very moisturized, all-- Having all cool sex all the time."

She bailed. Dumb move. She's missing a rager.

Why are you here beating yourself up, Gaby?

Plus, I wanted you to see me doing better.

I'd give up my head for those abs.

but I wanted to apologize to you also.

Those are some of Nico's old friends. I don't think they like me very much.

You know why? 'Cause it's your job.

Um, my other Black friends bring me places without balancing it out.

That painting is me.

Hmm? Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

but there's already, like, a million in Pasadena.

Like, "Eggs are too runny, Grace, but mmm, this coffee's next level.

Nice to meet you both.