Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was November 30, 1980-something,
Does four layers of hand-rolled noodles,
my mom and sister had gone to Principal Ball
- Sing for me! - You cheated.
We saw the musical "Hair." We went for the nudity,
You know what? You're right?
With that, Barry paid our drama teacher Ms. Cinoman a little visit.
So from the bottom of my heart, thanks.
No, no, no. No!
Yeah, well, I'll hire a maid who has that knowledge.
and I knew exactly where I wanted to belong.
- Can you believe this? - Kind of.
I've decided that I need to put aside
- I'm Donkey Konging. Go away. - I get it.
Like, there is a strict social hierarchy in theater,
Of course I want butts in seats! That's all I care about!
Well, maybe they can do "Les Mis." I hear that's an amazing show.
At least that's what Barry thought.
After an exhilarating weekend in New York City ...
- What's this? - Budgets and meal plans.
- Come on, Lainey. - Eh...
Sure, I'm no Ben Vereen, but I'm really growing as a performer.
As Erica's plans for senior year were crumbling,
Dude. Ms. Cinoman just posted the cast list.
- Oh my God! I got Christine! - Whoa, whoa. Hold up!
as basically the coolest human of all time.
Uh, then I guess I have nothing in the world to offer anyone.
We'll definitely have to lose this scene.
Oh, I'm sorry. Tin Man.
I'm gonna grab a sweet shoulder rub from my girl
How do you guys know so much about theater?
Ooh, a massage circle. Can I get in on this?
- Capes?! - It was a beautiful mystery.