Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bravo.
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
-It's… probably just you. -[chuckles]
They're having a "consent" mistletoe kissing booth at the winter carnival.
Their next avail is two years from now.
-♪ We wish you a Merry Christmas ♪ -[Ginny laughing]
Well, then you are missing it, 'cause I'm judging you all the time.
We're decorating the tree.
It was just, like, "Happy Holidays," you know?
Paul, when these women see the next election ballot
The Blood Eyes.
Merry Christmas.
Thank you so much. It's good to see you again, Gil.
We're closed.
That is not how I wanted you to meet Ginny.
-She got Bryon for Secret Santa. -Ah.
Please, just… stop texting me and stop liking my shit on Instagram.
I have that new fancy iPhone.
-I know. Uh-- -[Georgia] You know?
Okay, okay. So normally, given my history, I'd be in favor of the hat.
Mom, it was a surprise.
People can sit on your lap and tell you what they want changed about the town.
Also, she takes too many selfies for someone in her thirties.
-Is this about the gun? -This is about all of it, Georgia.
Max?
'cause he doesn't know that you're not Jesse, the third-grade teacher
-But it won't happen again. -Yeah, wish I could believe that.
Oh, and Battleship--
[inhales] I am there,
If your daddy has a new girlfriend, you have to tell Mommy.
[Ginny] Mom.
-You guys bought presents? -[Georgia sighs]
Not you, not right now.
See, I knew you'd choose hat. Thank God.
-[Paul] What? -[Ginny laughs]
Okay, can we just, like, give them money?
We are getting married.
-[sobbing] -♪ Silent night ♪
…what does she do?
Bitch, you have a summer house, you are the rich.
-Also, I invited the women and children. -From the… Titanic?
-[Ginny laughs] -Come here.
I also like that tattoo of yours.
[inhales sharply, clears throat]
You should come, Zion. Or both of ya.
-[inhales, clicks tongue] -I'm here too.
Is everyone enjoying themselves?
What, do you hate your parents? Do all kids just hate their parents?
So much better than the fake trees Mom used to steal from the mall.
Hey.
Oh!
[Paul sighs]
[breathes deeply]
Hey, so, uh, I may have invited Zion's parents to Christmas Eve.
-Georgia, I've changed. -[Georgia] Good.
And, Georgia, thank you for…
Besides, that way we could start our own tradition, since I didn't hear our invite
Nick, can you start setting up the hot-chocolate station?
-Except for on the Titanic. -Okay.