Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gloria, we're here to sell your apartment. We don't work at the salon.
and we're back in time for dinner.
What?
That's a fancy way of saying the gays found it.
- Speaking of which, Haley- - Don't worry, Grandpa, I'm not leaving.
Let's just say I have a friend who helps me in these kinds of situations.
Another one? Since when does a wedding singer send us requests?
After years of disappointment, I have learned not to expect a pat on the head from my dad.
But Cam and I have an agreement.
Speaking of green, you went a little heavy on the vegetables, huh?
Try a little Parmesan with that?
Well, I guess so. We've got the time.
- I don't know. - Come on now, Gloria.
Yes. it's the last piece of the old me.
Phil, would you do my shampooing?
Yeah, it's been kind of a rough year.
♪ Hey, hey♪
But I think you're looking at this all wrong.
And it-it worked for... a while.
Come on, Luisa.
A lot can happen before the big day.
- I mean, my dad carved through his arthritis. - Maybe it's the kicky leg.
- I am really digging this place. - Right?
Oh, you're too kind.
Yeah.