Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yep. Sandy called from Albuquerque.

And it pissed me off, but I got it. You know, things were...

Ryan, I forgot to ask. Do you have any requests...

- I'm gonna do some homework. - Okay.

Not seeing that way. I mean, "seeing" seeing.

- So this is your family? - Yeah. This is them.

Wait, Ryan's birthday is now? What is he thinking?

She's been missing for over a year.

...I don't know.

Please take it away.

And I told her she could be very, very proud of you.

...I've been seeing Neil Roberts. - Dr. Roberts?

Yeah, and if you cross Johnny Law, no more of that daycare juvie.

The decision to invite Marissa or not is way beyond my pay grade.

- Yes, officer. Would you save us...? - Oh, just shut it.

- So, what, are you stalking me now? - What are you talking about?

Just so you know, I didn't invite Marissa to the party.

Nothing. Just got this sort of confused, wounded look.

If you hadn't planned it, I'd swear it was fate.

Doesn't have to be a big to-do.

That's not true.

Okay. I'm sorry. I'll stop stalling.

Marissa has not called, and I'm not expecting her to.

I know you wanted this to be a surprise, but I'm too excited.

So as long as they take it really slow, I'm cool with it.

- So you need to do something. - Me?

- All right. Thanks. - For you, anything.

My boss is outside if you came to get me fired.

- Reason to celebrate. - What do you have against parties?

What did Ryan say about Marissa's invitation?

The day has finally come. Sandy Cohen is leaving me.

- Obviously. - Volchok.

Just in case, keep it a surprise. I don't wanna get Ryan's hopes up.

- So it just went on and on. - So how'd it finally end?

- Does Marissa know about this? - Not yet.