Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you wouldn't come to Shanghai, so we've had to bring Shanghai to you.
[in English] Oh, my God. Um… hi.
You're thinking of "université."
to deliver pleasure.
No sleep!
- Ready, set, go! - [group clamoring]
No, he has to work.
Everything is new
- What? - Yeah, you'll thank me later.
- Oh, you're my sister's friend? - Emily.
Water? Oh, we're in Paris, bitch.
Bus! Another club!
Should we run away?
Maybe you should just tell Camille you're obsessed with her boyfriend. Sorry.
and it's old-fashioned, but so is my mother.
[Emily] I overpacked.
I think you're overreacting. We can be friends.
[gentle instrumental music plays]
My name is Gérard.
Maybe you should just tell them.
On a romantic bike ride to a picturesque country market?
[cell phone chimes]
- Maman. - Well, that's, uh, the goal, someday.
Oh, God. Oh, my God.
He's stubborn.
♪ Like, like tomorrow doesn't exist ♪
Right. Oh, no, she's told me so much about you.
[in English] You're just supposed to taste it, dear.
- Gérard! - [Gérard] Bienvenue.
So we'll make a game, and the first one to turn all the bottles
But coupes are sexier.
Really? Does she want to see our bins too?
[rooster crows in distance]
Let me try again.
Or anywhere that's Asian.