Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...complimentary champagne.
What?
Here we go.
Did anything out of the ordinary happen?
I'll have to climb up to his ear.
-Who sent them? -Who sent them.
-Get out, get out. -Look out, look out.
He could wear a tuxedo.
"Arrest this car, it advocated the overthrow of our government"?
Boogaloo, Boogaloo, Boogaloo...
David, it's time to call the FBI.
Come on. Anyone can pick up a phone...
And unless I miss my guess...
Thanks for the lift.
In exchange for an evening like I described.
Now you're saying because of a twist of fate--
A fun evening for a fine evening, and I showed you that fine evening.
Fine, make jokes. It is funny.
No exchanges after leaving the window.
You called?
Why the extra security?
You know what? It's none of my business.
He shows up.
-What's he doing? -Taking a nap.
I have never, never, never in my entire life felt so foolish...
Check your tickets before leaving.
And I'll be calling you an ambulance if you don't get out of my office.
...but no one gave me anything or said anything to me.
What?
-Oh, get up. -Come on, man.
It's tough being blond and beautiful in today's America.
Car gets them away from here, Plane tickets get them out of reach.
Thirty-five and-- I'm sorry, McMahon, "contortionist" is not an occupation.
You're supposed to be thrilled and ready when he gets there.
It's cool, Maddie, we're in sync.
Round three.
...Muhammed Boogaloo Brown.
What? That's not what you had in mind?