Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You have to recharge wands|with magical energy.
Told ya I'd get us there.
Star!
Skeeves.
You kissed a ninja.
Hold the door|there, folks.
And... wait. How could you|possibly know that?
Hey, girl, do you wanna have sex with your Guinea pigs
It's supposed|to be ironic.
Whoa!
I'm getting to that.
Are you kidding?|You're the coolest|girl I know.
Hm, let me check|under the hood.
You've got a magic|floating vacuum cleaner.
Big Boy Diaper Blast!
I must've accidentally|sucked it up
Rainbow Avalanche!
We have a red-ticket|special.
Bus never did|nothin' to you.
Hey, I am|on the phone!
How do you find anything|in this place?
they were using|the metric system...
[frustrated groan]
- My mini-vac.|- It's possessed.
It's supposed|to be ironic.
We'll never find the other correct manner in that time while we don't work there again.