Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Is that what I think it is? - Figured I'd hang it.
- You're in enough trouble. - Then I guess I've got nothing to lose.
You're not an alcoholic yet.
Happy holidays. License. Registration.
I have a really good handle on ridicule. How was your night?
I can't believe you did this. This is amazing.
Two Seth Cohen starter packs. We got Death Cab, Bright Eyes, The Shins...
- The second one, definitely. - All right.
I came here three times before I actually walked through that door.
I've got a call I need to get to.
Caleb. You have time to talk?
That was corporate espionage. I could've fired you.
I was gone five minutes. How did this turn into Santa's workshop?
Well, you know someone?
...which means I have to spend the holidays preparing for trial.
I mean, I know how you feel about the tree...
I don't know.
You're getting them the same thing?
...into Seth's  Êber-holiday? - Yeah.
...it's not gonna happen again next year, and holidays just make people depressed.
- No. Why do you ask? - Okay.
- You're gonna have to choose, man. - Hey.
Volume 1: "Confidence."
4.0 first quarter. Charity League, social chair.
Your father refused our settlement offer. He wants a trial.
You'll see. You'll see too. You'll all see. You'll all see.
...and me getting my ass kicked.
That's it? That's your whole dog-and-pony show?
- I don't judge. I only mock. - That you get from your father.
- Enjoy the party. - You can't drive.
Come on, Seth. I'm going this way.
...actually, I think we should be friends.
What is it? Is Grandpa going crazy with the company credit card again?