Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Kirsten's my best friend. Sandy's my partner.
He told you to go. Now, go.
She was even nice to my mom, Ryan.
- Hey. - Hey. I was headed to the restaurant...
Well, Dr. Talley disagrees with you.
And I sure as hell don't want you here. You understand?
She's a social worker in the Bronx and has been for 40 years.
That's why I left the PD's office. So I could spend more time at home.
- You want to? - What did I just say?
- She's not out buying fancy sheets. - Technically, I bought the sheets.
- Wow, Hailey, what's the occasion? - I was in rough shape last night.
I'll just go freshen up and then we can go, huh?
- They're so cute. - Yeah, well, the nana, not so cute.
- Hey. - You promised you wouldn't call him.
Try not to ruin it for me.
Maybe you should've thought of that before you slept with her ex-boyfriend.
And that view of the ocean.
Do we eat now?
No, look, I... You don't wanna...
- Showing up, ruining your party. - Hey, does it look ruined to you?
...so whose fault is that?
So invite me to the wedding.
- What? - Are you sure it's okay for me to stay?
There's a missed call, though, which is weird... Okay.
...when you came to L. A to find me... - I was worried about you...
Yeah, well, you're the one who doesn't wanna stick around...
Sophie, you remember my sister, Hailey.
You must be the nana. I'm Summer. Shalom.
Oh, okay. I got it. See?
I will tell him when I'm ready.
She's the Green Arrow to my mom's Hawkman.
So, hungry?
- It's not what you think. - She told you to tell me that?
Hey. What are you doing here, buddy?
- Or, in Mother's case, self-righteousness. - That's not true.
The nana's Seder won't take that long, will it?
- Did it work? - No.
Gladly.
- Hey, sorry we're late. - Hey.
- Hi. - Hey.
- What does that mean? - My mother's plane lands at noon.