Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hi, it's Theresa.

Sorry. I just...

You're gonna have to face him sooner or later.

I just don't know why he likes me.

Oh, yeah, me too. I mean, my dad's probably waiting.

Damn, Eddie, that's great, man.

Would you like to come in?

But until then, as long as we're complete faceless nobodies...

"Summereth." "Sethummer." You understand what I'm saying?

...this is a booty call.

Hey, that's supposed to be my line, okay? You're supposed to say...

And one I, you know, hope you don't explore too much, because...

The whole dinner-theater/telenovela thing you performed.

Good to see you, Theresa.

Motion and digestion, unbeatable combination.

- I mean, for work? - Yeah...

So you and Marissa, you guys broken up? You guys taking a break? What's the deal?

Did Ryan fall down when he did musicals? Tell us.

- I'm gonna take a break, all right? - Okay.

...it's a major source of conflict in new relationships.

- Hey, if you see her, you know, just... - Yeah.

Is that why you came back here? Start over?

- You've got lawyers at your beck and call. - He came to me as a friend.

...has feelings for Theresa. That would actually make this romantic triangle...

All right, fine. Look, you have to take a stand, all right?

Upstairs alone? I'm afraid I'd have to file a grievance with the union.

Like, instead of car washes, they have auto spas.

...because then her boyfriend is a coward.

You can't let her get away with it.

He was drunk, stumbled into another guest's room at the St. Regis.

- I'm actually coming out there today. - You are? How come?

Who do I know from the 909?

You think I'll have to see him today?