Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I bought you a painting that's 12 square feet in area.
There's a number.
- Kripke? - Yes?
Oh, it's very simple.
Out of sight, out of mind.
- What, you don't like wind chimes? - No, I hate them, but it gets worse.
My mother didn't allow me to watch it.
Take this up with your department chairman.
...and, as it always has, rock crushes scissors.
- Good evening. - See you.
Time. Ran out of room.
But I had him add clothes because it was an unnecessary challenge...
...and, B, as far as who gets Rothman's office...
It turns out that the thermostat for my new office isn't in my new office.
Dibs.
Yes, too much. Because our friendship is fundamentally asymmetrical.
...and you will find a way to be okay with that.
What do you propose?
Am I wearing a summer frock? No, I don't want tea.
That depends, do you like pictures of yourself where you look like a man?