Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do you have to be a Century 21 real-estate agent...

You won't have to, so long as you never ever show your faces here again.

So, um, stilts, huh?

Look, uh, Mon, I'm really sorry.

All right, that's it.

Hey, we were sitting there.

...and there's Dad's head, bobbing past the window.

- This is better than the coffeehouse. - Absolutely.

- We're okay. - Ha, ha, all right.

Before I forget, are we hitting faces?

Yes, Manhattan.

Man, I am so beat.

- Oh, sorry, didn't realize. - Ahem.

Hey. Hey. Hey, no!

But you know what's cool? If you had a friend named Pete, I could say:

- By someone besides Monica? - No.

So, um, did he ever talk about me? Phoebe?

It's just I have no family left, except for my grandmother.

Do you say this stuff to girls?

I’m a Century 21 real estate agent Jeanette Tuffy

Oh, my God. Look at her.

Actual bullies.

Kudos on that sink joke. Ha, ha.

You told on us?

How did you make $17?

You know my motto is get out before they go down that's not my motto