Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I simply put Jethro's name on the door.
Want me to follow her on the truck?
Oh, it's you again.
I hope.
Well, there's the Commerce Bank.
You want to be a playboy, don't you?
Las Vegas!
Wait, Jethro.
All right, grab a handle.
That's right.
Well, what started her off was cooking a whole table full of company vittles and then Jethro not showing up.
That little woman is so mewly.
Ready!
Have a nice trip.
Still thinks so.
Oh, just a minute.
But today?
I won't be around to cook and sew for you.
Well, it's a long story, but the other day I arranged for one of our girl employees to find his playboy pose irresistible.
You never heard of Vegas?