Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-You’re a washed up dancer. -(trombone plays comedic sting)
Oh. (sighs)
Well, well, well, you two must be the owners of this fine establishment.
Oh. Phew.
[suspenseful music plays]
I got a client, needs a special delivery
Water
And by contributions to your PBS station from viewers like you. Thank you!
-You're a washed-up dancer. -[trombone plays comedic sting]
Me, neither.
¿Por qué?
Then I don't see no delivery by sundown.
Sure. Whatever.
Gangle and Zooble and Kinger Too Ragatha Jax And There’s Kaufmo Woo Hoo Day After Day After Day After Day We Fly Past The Moon and Sun And We Don’t Know Why
[sighs] And you're also a secret assassin.
What the fuck are you doing You are an ass
No.
A present?
Hi. I'm Tallulah.
[all] Hi, Porkrind.
What he said.
Sparkly dancin' shoes.
I don't care who it's courtesy of.
Delivery not accepted.
and Tallulah uses them to dance her way back to the top!
Eh… not my problem.
Wait. Did you say "dancing shoes"?
[Mugman yelps]
[panting]