Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I brought you a scone, mama.
Something about finding another woman's panties in the pocket of your tux.
The sooner we get you into surgery,
It's enough muffins.
Oh, thank you.
But I'm taking that as a good thing, 'cause at least the baking has stopped.
You will save me.
Clear.
landed on a pile of tree trimmings. ****************
She's not answering any phones.
Well, you better claim them.
I feel much better now.
- I'm sorry ? - Uh, Dr.Grey is very busy.
You can't say it's fine.
I'm not all that sensitive.
But in the end, he did care.
Speak when you're spoken to, Karev.
But I wanted to have, uh, some air...
Oh, my ... Preston.
After the storm... After the rush...
You can tell me whose damn panties are on the bulletin board !
I don't know a young woman who wouldn't want to marry my Preston given half the chance.
- There's a difference. - Maybe. Maybe not.
No, I'm... I'm sorry. You cannot be eating.
- It's fine, Dr.Bailey. - He's my intern.
Not today, anyway.
But I knew. I knew that you...
- Finn. - Hi.
She never even pees.
Ms.Seabury ? Hey. Stop. Get up...
A girl can only hold out for so long.
- Options ? - Options ?
Hey. Hey, aren't you the cake lady from this morning ?
You will save me from this, okay ?
Our marriage is over.
Just because you can't touch doesn't mean you can't enjoy.
- I know, I know. - Look, I know a thing or two about affairs.
Have a nice day of work.
but the tree's out. I mean, you got it out, and he's okay.
I'm desirable, right ?
You reflect on me well.
- My two favorite ladies in one place - Preston, what on earth are you doing out of bed ?
I stopped teaching when you needed a teacher the most.
Even though you didn't think I was here.
Yeah, I'm pretty observant.
or he's frigid ?
and I've seen your panties a lot of days in a row now...
- You couldn't have stopped me. - Yes, I could've.
You know, tell the truth, spit it out, go with your gut, follow your instincts.
He's that guy... The guy who brings your roommate lunch when she's sad.
This is bad. This isn't good.
- You did this. - Did what ?
There is extensive damage.
There's no active bleeding,and the trajectory is clear.
It's not that I don't like you.
- What are you doing ? - Day's over.
No more muffins.
- Sir, sir. - You, son of a bitch.
and the combination, well, it's not gonna last, not much longer.