Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't like it.

-[Norah] Here. -[talking indistinctly]

[chuckles] "How are we ever gonna trust you again?"

-I feel so untalented. -You are.

[Marcus plays electric guitar]

-That's his job. He's the teacher. -So I shouldn't do it?

Now that is impressive.

Oh, I'm… I'm not grounded.

♪ A comedown ♪

-[Georgia] Paul, can you get the Ubers? -Yeah.

I'm here for you.

Oh no. What are you doing?

I feel like you've been a little off lately.

That's not a smile. It's just a slight grin.

How do I live with this?

I like seeing you happy.

-[Zion] I wanna talk to you. -Why is he calling?

-Delivery. -Ooh.

-Have you been writing in your journal? -Yeah, poems.

-I need to think about it. -Okay.

Abs, Abby, Abigail, get on my back. Come on.

Yeah. Kids are so funny. I'm so happy to have them.

Actually, my dad taught me.

[instrumental country music plays]

If you stay moisturized, you don't have to get moisturized.

The Ladies of the Fountain.

So this teacher wants to find the one true Black book,

-They did? -[Georgia] Mm-hmm.

♪ It's always ♪

It was my dad's idea.

Hardly. Loo-- Look at him.

He says our costumes look great.

I love him, I do.

This is painful. [chuckles]

Oh, and do you know what your costume is yet for the Clue party?

He wants me to pick a book that represents the Black American experience,

Don't be like that.

♪ Save your conversation ♪

I'm sorry. [chuckles] The what?

[band snapping]

♪ A comedown with you ♪

[playing piano]

Families look a lot of different ways,

Hey, Georgia, just… one second.

I'll get ya… your drinks.

-What are you writing? More poems? -Yeah.

[door opens, closes]

You're not kicking me out of my own bar.

[inhales deeply]

After you fell madly in love with me and it wouldn't matter.