Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...would be where I go for a moment of Zen?
He's drunk and acting like a crazy person.
His alarm went off, I went into his room, his bed is empty.
Well, I just get kind of Ionely while you guys are all at school.
I'm almost to the top.
You know, I should probably get to class. See you later.
- Oh, has he told Summer yet? - No, and he's not going to.
- There's my son. How are you? - Good. Do we have poppy? Oh, great.
...so I thought I'd come by and personally thank you...
...as long as he told her about the interview.
I'll go see if Gus likes these. I mean, he does eat pigeons after all.
I know you may not believe this, but I'm trying to do you a favor.
- How are you, really? - I'm really fine, Dad. How are you?
Long story. What...? What are you doing here?
I didn't like it then, and I don't like it now.
It's okay, I got it.
Why, is it illegal to take a girl out to dinner?
As long as we're skipping the water part, let's do this back at your place.
Anyway, I am going to get to know her and find out what I'm up against.
We could go to the Crab Shack. Pick up something to go?
No, but you don't understand. I'm scared.
Okay, alky.
- What are you doing? - Trying to decide on a bathing suit.
I know it's gonna take more than Thai food and teen movies to sort this out...
Then you wouldn't mind that I just made out with him upstairs.
- Johnny. - Look what's happened between us.
I'm sorry. I'm just distracted.
- Just in time for breakfast. - Oh, thanks, Mr. C.
No. It's about you not trusting your instincts.
Oh, yeah? Well, thanks. So far it's been a real blast.
Well, I don't know, talk to her.
...I saw a lot of creeps in nice suits that tried to use her to get to her father.
Well, anyway, see, I like him.
I'm not exactly sure that's the best combination.