Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gloria, everybody ditched me,
Sweet. You're the first ones here. Welcome.
Shoot it from the right angle, you can make anything look bigger and better.
sifting through all those drawstring pants?
Straight to the queen.
Robby? It came back.
I'm-I'm sick of feeling old.
You can't have your door closed.
Okay, fine.
You said Nude Year's Eve. It's clever.
You really wanna stand there naked...
It really takes the pressure off of having to outdo ourselves.
You could pretend to get sick at the table.
You know, she's right, Joyce. You are mean.
Just you and me, under the desert sky.
Okay, no judgment. Perfectly acceptable lifestyle.
A classic Rolls Corniche.
Wake up, Gloria! Easy. If that makes a mark, I get the stink-eye.
I was so much better at this than you.
What are we gonna do?"
Hey there. Oh, my God.
Well, that's it. I'm out.
And I do.
I have grapes at my house. No, I don't want you to blow New Year's.
right by the 12th hole of the golf course.
and the third will be just right.
Everyone in here's 11, and I'm hot!