Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but I could not dislike you more

Yeah. Lotta apps. Lot o' apps.

[phone rings] Oh. C.W.?

You know, we could be one big happy expansion again.

Good Lord, man. Get a grip.

Once you get through 10 exchanges with a sim woman

And let's be honest, if we went at it,

if you could get your grubby little hands

is ready to be sold off like a steer at auction.

Y-You wanna get back together?

and then you're giving in to all my demands.

cognitive dissonance will kick in, and she'll convince herself she wants it,

You're agreeing with everything I say,

- Hey, Pop, Pop, Pop. - Hey. Hi.

My stories. My life's work.

- So, was I chatting with David? - [Brad] Yes, you were. Yeah.

- [screams] No, don't touch them! - I don't know what to do.

Now you're embarrassed about people… [continues indistinctly]

I was an admirer. In fact, I was in love with her.

Okay. Sorry. Uh…

because I haven't figured out a way to do it yet.

- Hey, Poppy. - Hey.

I managed to snatch her up for 4,500, which was, uh, a bit of a coup.

I have a date tonight with Linda? [chuckles]

for our separate halves of the expansion.

Don't you mean unsellable loot box filled with garbage?

I've always bitten off more than I could chew.

- even though she knows she doesn't. - Right.

You hired us to build Hera.

[phone ringing] Oh. C.W. is calling me. Decline.

Okay, but won't I look like a serial killer