Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Go ahead, Mary. Read 'em. - Let's see. 6:00 news.

First impressions can really be so wrong.

I'll say the words... marriage. There, I said the words.

Howard, please, just take it.

You are looking at the greatest little gourmet cook in the Western Hemisphere.

I don't see what your big gripe is about Howard. I mean, so he likes you.

It's really all my fault.

Come on, tell me. I insist. Ten, twenty. Twenty-eight.

Uh, well, I am a little.

No, no, it's all right.

Last week we were a 1.1.

Howard, that's sweet of you to offer. At your place?

Mary, the older you get, the sexier you look.

- I'm going crazy with hunger. - Well, eat something.

- That's how Rhonda and I met. - Rhoda.

Even the sound of your voice makes me crazy.

- Your first time? - Yeah.

Yes, there was.

So I'll see you Friday... tomorrow night. Right.

Oh, Howard, I really do. I understand.

- Then have them read anonymously. - Why anonymously?

Well, after all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?

- Well, there's... - Her.