Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

ADAM: It's teriyaki?

You gotta, you gotta, You gotta, gotta

Wow, we're like freakin' Taylor Swifts in this bitch.

(SCOFFING) It's like he doesn't understand.

ANDERS: He's just a diva.

And we definitely need to get one of them hammer slammers.

(MOCKINGLY) "Adam, let's go. Adam, let's go.“

Wait, on company time? Blake, go home, okay?

Like raw poop, human poop, raccoon poop,

I've got some great lyrics.

- Move, bidge. Get out of my way. - Talent first. Talent first.

- Showtime. - Yeah.

Wow. This is so real.

Hey, and you know what, I could really go for some of that golden brown sauce.

- What do you mean, it's... - MAN: All right, hit it.

Dude, I make 'em, and I sell it to bad kids.

Congratulations. You stopped Tez.

- I thought it was kombucha. - KARL: No.

I was just acting like a weirdo...

JILLIAN: Help! ALICE: We'll get you out!

- No. No, Adam, stop it. - He did something to our sleeves.

ANDERS: No, this way, dude.

'Cause we're best friends

Ride or die, Best friends

- Mmm-mmm. - No.

'Cause we're best friends

Still got "teriyoki" on my fingers.

You frickin' ripped my heart out,

so I've decided I'm gonna throw us a little office party.

Jillian, I know it's hard, but you have to work with me here.

Who says stupid stuff like "skremph?"