Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's gonna be having so much fun that you guys'll wish you had less fun.
She's going to meet us with the poster in 20 minutes.
Yeah.
When was the last time we came here? (CELL PHONE RINGS)
We should go.
Always. It's a deal.
The rest are vermin.
Wait, did you post it to Instagram?
Right? Right.
There is no book tour.
Dan?
that Jake is a midlife cliche.
Oh, hey, Jake, 31.
and I suggest you hire a lawyer, because I have.
Some salve for your wounds?
If this is about Eric's rolly bag, I know.
and the kid with the ice cream isn't exactly CIA material.
Yeah. I'm horny right now.
Doing karaoke.
So check it out.
LYLA: I know. I know.
Help?
Barnes & Noble can't sell a book the author doesn't believe in.
Of course. Oh, my God.
I know. I know. I got to... Okay.
I know. I know. And between that and the mortgage...
No, sweetie. No! Please?
No, I don't know what that means.
The kids grew up there. I want them to...
That means I'm gonna go to my book editor, Melissa,
I was just about to call you.
By all means, I apologize.
There's an acting class next door, okay?
Uh, unavoidable work complication.
How do you feel about menopause?
Thank you. I love you.
Oh, yeah.
What? Look what Lilly posted on Instagram.
I'm just not good.
You are gonna write something new, something better.
(CHUCKLES)
I... Well, you know, we just had an agreement, and...
Morning, ladies.
Charlie, Becca. Becca, Charlie. Hey, Charlie.
And he wants you to come over?
I know, I know, I know.
(WHIRRING)
Lilly, could you pass that Moo Shu?
FORD: I got the lamb and you got the chicken.
The cavalry arrives in a Prius.
Oh. Oh, oh, oh...
(VIBRATOR BUZZING)
I yelled until the neighbors called 911.
"A little 'me time' gift basket from your Phoebe Godmother."
last week when you stabbed Sebastian after he kissed you and stole your life force?
No, please don't make me. She will own me.
I got power bars for Lilly.
My divorce attorney is actually great.
I'm such a terrible mother.
Did you have fun?
It's not about the titles.
Partnership is but a stone's throw away for this lady, right, Lyla?