Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was just getting ready to sack out on the couch.

But I think Caleb has changed.

- It's been 22 years. - You say that like it's a long time.

This girl wants to know her father. She wants to get to know you.

you can still get flustered by a bobble-headed geek in size 27 jeans.

- Oh, I was working late. - Have you been drinking?

- How do you like it? - It's a little rough around the edges. It's just my style.

No, no, I'm... I'm fine. Thanks.

- Well, visits are restricted to family. - I'm his daughter.

Ryan, whatever you did, it can be undone.

- Why? - 'Cause Caleb's coming.

- Can I ask you a question? - Sure. - What are you doing with me?

There was a meal... Or there was supposed to be a meal.

Candies, flowers, work miracles.

- All right. - Who called?

- So, you have two kids, huh? - Yup.

- Sandy? - She can't know anything yet, not until we get this sorted out.

Dad, I can't stay. I'm already endangering you and Sandy.

Let me just jump in the shower, if that's okay?

Not that you've ever viewed that as a personality flaw before.

He must have got her confused with my other sister... Or his wife.

- Oh, my God. Did we really drink that much last night? - Uh, we drank that much here.