Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll see what I can do.
No, I know you can say that. But what do I call you?
Wow. That does not sound right.
Maybe... the two of you could go get the soup?
Hey, Cerie. What is this text you sent me supposed to mean?
Well, he's finally asleep.
It's the one thing I do for myself every year. And I am going.
The agency would fire me if they knew I was having guests.
Attention, ladies and germs...
There! I said it! Are you happy?
No way, dude. If you're working, I'm working.
They said it was a flu shot.
Well, are you coming over tonight?
No, no, no. This is a dream.
How's he doing?
Hey, Liz.
Turning down a flu shot on moral grounds, coming into work and risking your health
They don't need soup. They need medicine.
I wish you would exercise my muscles...
A Puerto Rican.
One of the elite.
When did I walk barefoot near an ox?
Okay, you can stay.
You said the same thing about C.C.