Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ God of the sky ♪
All right, let's see.
Top five... hottest guys at Willingham.
That's right.
Oh, that's good.
Did I mention that I killed it today in lax practice, like a total badass?
to broaden my access around these parts.
Well, if April geo-tagged the photos, then--
I wonder what Ellen would say if she knew
Hey, text Miles and see if he's at The Men's Parlour.
Hey, Cath, could you get the bathroom for me, too, please?
-Yeah. -Oh, I can tell.
[sighs] We made love.
Just ask Michael Phelps.
Yeah. Go for Bowser.
Read the room, Hannah B. For the love of God, read the room.
Okay, we're not on a ship.
Now, are we understood?
I'd say you'd probably run yourself about 5K worth of damage here.
Um, the kind that doesn't want Atlanta
Oh. Thanks.
That secret club of which we know the exact location?
rested in her cold little condom-wrapper-grabbing hands,
Oh. 'Sup, guys.
Just let her be happy, Bowser.
Luke and I... just had intercourse.
[laughs]
for a discipleship weekend.
Uh-- Uh-- We're looking for John Stevens.
I guess you're the sluttier twin now.
one long bench and a chalkboard on wheels.
Great. Where is it?
like, just... um, if... you know what I mean, right?
Because I'm through.
I got you!
It'd be like I was babysitting.
"And above all, love each other... deeply
we walk into The Men's Parlor like a couple of Lara Crofts.
Guess what else is nasty?
A hundred fifty dollars an hour?
I've been chased for the last 20 miles by some dumb skirt.
-No need to get worked up about it. -Stay away from my family.
Do you understand? Hell, come on.
-You? -Yeah.
-Good! Great! -Awesome!
You met with him earlier this week?
All right.
Show me your hands, fool.
Our little life of badassery?
Visors on, let's go.
Just soooo chill.
Okay, girls, you need to understand that there's a seniority in this business,
[woman] Yelp says you don't close until eleven.
That I gathered.
And you, you're a freakishly good shot.
[vocalizing]
Miss Wesley.
like, um, like not like "inside" inside me,
I feel baller.
-Okay, yeah... See ya. -Do you--?
I couldn't let Gerald ruin himself in her eyes,
-Right. Right, right. -Yeah, yeah.