Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, hi. What's going on?
In what universe is this "low-pulp"?
Well, Howard wanted to write "mumbo jumbo," but I said no.
Right. Right.
Good night.
...his fondest hope was that the resultant device be "bitchen."
Okay, we'll call that plan B.
...bragging about how he invented the word "appeteasers."
How did I ruin him?
Wait a second. The good wife is crying.
I've had, like, eight dates in the last month.
- Hello? - Oh, hi. Hey.
She didn't dump me. We were just in different places in the relationship.
Raj, keep an eye out for the other one.
Interesting.
I fail to see how a relationship...
- Yeah, sorry about that. - As a native Texan, I must say...