Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[laughs] I bet that shirt stinks.
Okay, there were some emails I had trouble categorizing.
because I knew my girl was getting into Berkeley.
He's fuckin' smart. You know why? He went to Berkeley!
Sorcerers are born with intuitive magical ability
-I got into Berkeley, bitch. -Holy shit! That's amazing!
Who is this loser schmuck you're calling "The Chugger," anyway?
God! This whole dream come true thing sucks my fuckin' asshole.
I guess Danielle and I could do long-distance or something.
Are you seriously considering saying no to our dream school?
Ooh! Clams casino. Oh, ho, ho! That sounds good.
Don't be stupid. Go to Berkeley.
-Oh my God! What just happened? -What the fuck just happened?
-It's-- Of course it's Joe. -[grunts]
[grunts] Shit.
Fucking. It can be so fun, but also such a liability, right?
-[music builds] -[sound echoes]
To us. You know what, fuck it! Drinks on me!
Well, I did find a few clues I'd like to share with you.
-[sniffles] Well, Petra's not here. -[indistinct chatter]
-[sobs] -I'm sorry, no. Nadja, please don't cry.
Eh. Sure, whatever.
Now, I find this system helpful because--
[spits] Oh! Um…
I've been waiting all night for a gentleman
-Oh my God. I'm so sorry. -[giggles] I'm just fucking with you.
Well, since she got wait-listed at Berkeley,
Yeah, yeah. Totally. Yeah.
then you should move the email into an actionable folder.
No, no, no, no, no!
Hey. You ready to go watch 100 teens grind for five hours straight?
[chuckles] Shh! It's the same mouth. Whoa!
-Wait, what about Danielle? -Who?
Relax, we are. As long as I get what I want, which is Berkeley.
Now you don't have to go to stupid Rutgers. Yuck.
-[gasps] Oh my God. -What?
This is your moment. Tell her how you feel.
Um… [clears throat] I was just about to tell Rochelle
I've simply transported your emails into actionable and archival folders.
Two months straight just in case,
-I don't like her. I'm serious. -[laughs]