Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sure. That sounds good. Yeah.

Can I borrow some vegetable oil and a shoehorn?

I'd like to take a look at those myself.

Just let me know when the midgets and clowns arrive.

You have to eat, so you'll eat together. Do you have sunscreen?

That committee of yours is not looking at people as much as you think.

Now especially that the crack den has closed down on the corner...

I could see just coming here to think or read...

- You took a steam? - Yeah.

If they're on Prozac, absolutely.

Absolutely not.

She's in a good mood tonight.

- Thanks, she'll find another sport. - Why should she?

- Blueberry shortcake. - There's no such thing.

If you ask me, this union belongs on a public access station.

and Jessica wants Shania Twain's I Feel Like a Woman.

I left that life: The club, my parents.

It just happened.

Thank you for not putting me in a dress like that.

I ran from it as soon as I could.

It just never occurred to me that she might want it.

- I'll give you an extra $100. - You just got yourself a jukebox.

One guess. And I'll give you a hint: It's not your life.

Oh, good. You're here.

I'm sorry. You're fine. I'm all mixed-up.

The most odious woman alive.

Of course he is. He's French.

Or ever, actually.

I hope Lorelai's clubs are still in good shape.

Oh, you're here.

Can I get you a drink?

- Have a wonderful time. - We will.

I love you. I would take a bullet for you.

I fixed the peach sauce.

So let me get this straight.

Gloria, hi. Good game?