Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[pop music playing]

I book travel for people at work all the time.

- Vivian, hello! - You are Mags.

- Anna! - Oops.

on top of all that. Mm.

My dad will wire me the money for the hotel,

We're not just going to stay in the hotel and not see Marrakesh, right?

They're so fucking incompetent.

[Anna] But maybe we could have some Moroccan influence.

I think I was just hungry. I'm so sorry you have to leave.

[pop music playing]

- Please. Please, please. - If you don't put the fucking camera down...

I sent you a wire. You can't just come in here.

[Kacy] Mountain.

in its efforts to preserve haute couture.

I'd be happy to talk about an arrangement.

I'm going to leave them a one-star review on Tripadvisor.

The reason was a bit shifty.

I'm not feeling well.

You can't let her win.

I've been instructed to keep it physically on file until check-out.

One of Churchill's favorite activities, I think.

You should ask Rachel.

- Ma'am, she's crying real loud. - [Anna crying]

[car engine starts]

That will be 19,185 dirham.

the one dress in my closet I was willing to part with, was ugly.

The whole authentication data thing.

I was, unfortunately, not supposed to let you leave earlier.

Yes, I'm starving.

Pretty nice exit through the gift shop.

Call me when you're back?

The four-course menu might not be enough food.

And Rachel. And Kacy.

Kicked her when she was down,

I'm, I'm still here.

Whoa, baby. So what happened?

Come, come, come, come, come.

Uh, she's heading to the airport. She's not feeling well.

but I guess I'm squeamish about my stomach, but what's awesome...

I'm not planning on using this in the story.

[sniffles] Hello? American Express lady, hello?

So how did you end up on the trip?

I'll make you breakfast.