Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Joey, this is sick. It's disgusting. It's...
What?
- For all we know, he's horribly - Hey, Joey!
What's going on?
Date night! Saturday night. Saturday night!
Listen, Mitzi, if you want it...
..."You'll Never Make it on Your Own."
Okay. Let's do laundry.
Bob is great. He's smart, sophisticated, and he has a real job.
- Does it still hurt? - Yeah.
And I'm thinking how inappropriate this is.
There weren't clothes in it!
You go on three auditions a month and you're an actor. Bob
- They're close. - Close? Her tongue's in his ear.
- Sorry. - How are things going?
- You've never met Bob, have you? - No, but
I know, but Angela's different.
What? It says I'm a sensitive, warm kind of guy.
Okay. You caught me. I'm a laundry virgin.
Know what blows my mind?
- Uh-uh. - Uh-huh.
Oh, God. Am I being a total laundry spaz?
...not really true' is it?
- What's that? - Uberweiss.
I'm sorry. Maybe I wasn't being clear. This was our cart.
So, Rachel, what are you doing tonight?
?
You look good.
- I'm fine, I'm fine. - All right.
It's great to meet a smart, funny guy who's emotionally older than 8.
Do you want anything else?
Nuh uh Ya!