Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You should definitely, definitely come out.
Do you and my dad ever dry lump?
- He came over and asked me out. - He never asks me out.
- Sarah! Shh! - I've had enough of this. Listen to me!
Cece is resting.
- What's going on? - What it be, girl? What you got going on, ma?
- Why? This is so entertaining. - Okay, honestly, help me.
Oh. I was the bomb-diggity as a baby.
Your eyes are so brown.
What? I thought this is what you wanted.
But when you do, just make sure you always use protection...
No. Okay? I don't know.
I made you a mocktail.
Ladies. Ladies, what is all the screaming about?
Sarah, please come out.
I am oddly calm about the whole thing. Look, Nick.
I mean...
Because I'm freaking out that you're not freaking out.
It's just that Schmidt gets so athletic, that birth control becomes...
- Cece, are you crying? - No.
- I am gonna be a terrible mother. - Oh, no, no.
Congratulations. You're dating a girl with basic table manners.
- Who's that girl? - Who's that girl?
Okay, I'm not ready to be a godparent. Don't ask.
Oh, my God.
Look, as your friend, Jess... Not Miss Day.
We were both sitting next to Uncle Jack.
Hey, you know what, Chloe?
They look like poop.
- Oh, it's ringing. - Don't care.