Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She can be mean in Spanish.

Now, the old Jay would have said...

Her name's Tara. We have great chats online.

I still have my family, and you guys made such a big fuss.

She intimidates me. Every time I open my mouth, I say something stupid.

What do you think?

Permission to come aboard.

Oh, not now, honey.

- Excuse me, miss. - Sorry.

I dragged it back here this afternoon. I know it's not the lake.

Yeah. Hey, Mom.

Yeah, but it's a little see-through.

Promise me you'll never... change.

- Why no offense?

If you're in a hurry, go by yourself.

She wants to go on a date now, to the batting cage.

I'm gonna go upstairs, curl up with a Ludlum and call it a day.

Okay, that-that's trespassing.

I'm sorry, Dad, and we're so glad that you came...

- I'll see ya. - No, no.

- And, of course, the cake is, uh, mine. - Fantastic.

Where did you get a sailor's suit on short notice?

What are you doing this weekend? That'd be fun, huh?

I already saw the cake. I bought it while I was busy not fishing.