Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I left you some Facebook messages in case.

Niamh's coming over today to talk about the baby.

Constantly, just constantly all the time how much he likes me.

- You right? - Mmm. Yeah.

Yeah? No, you'll be good, yeah.

I'm not an idiot.

Do you know what I mean?

That's a shame.

- Josh? - I've made you a sandwich.

That's good. What's something honestly fun about you?

- Oh, we don't need to call Claire. - Yes, we do. We always call Claire.

It's just... there's a whole baby involved.

... about the thing.

But I didn't do it. I didn't know you could, otherwise I probably would have.

They just made me feel like I was made out of doughnuts.

Hey, Aunty Peg.

What are you doing there on your laptop?

I was thinking it could just, you know, just be us boys.

- Oh, no. - No, don't be silly.

Are you moving to Thailand? Are you telling me you're moving to Thailand?

So what's happening here is that's you there, right?

Stop being silly. We're going on a date tonight.

Just, um, extrapolating the data based on the other pieces of you that I've seen.

Hello! Can I please have a mojito?

She picked a free one. Plentyoffish.