Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am not Carson Daly. I'm a weather reporter.
He thought it was a Fruit by the Foot that had gone bad.
And how exactly did you learn how to do this?
And I'm a professional amateur DJ.
He's not supposed to be here. Just like your "soul mate."
As much as I'm enjoying this,
but now you look like a sexy, tan Rapunzel.
Open your eyes.
Catch you later, silly Billy.
for them, which is problematic.
for these vows in the last three seconds,
and surprisingly jacked, and, oh, fork,
- You is spreading... - What?
- How do you know? - I don't, but the minute I said that,
or the regular pen and paper?
like a desert flower betwixt two oases,
I thought it was fruit, innit?
Let's do something fun.
when he says "absolutism," and he tilts his head
and then Chidi got sick of me,
Gotta go spend that money you stole.
Are you making a move on me?
- No, I don't think that it would... - Oh, too late, you're getting one.
but it's our friendship,
So you also love Chidi, and you... you just told him,
Don't even think about the fact that
No more thinking, Chidi. Just do something.
What would make you feel happy, right now?
Hi, there. What are you watching?
His stupid Clark Kent glasses,
Right, which is why I can't take this lightly.
Fake Eleanor should not be sent to the Bad Place.