Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's cool. You can keep her.

If a restaurant has too many options, I end up ordering napkins.

Hope I didn't bother you.

-Eep! -Okay, Bertie, ready to plate.

-Like me! -Check this out.

But I don't know. It's all happening so fast.

-[phone buzzes] -[Speckle] Hey, uh, please call me.

Just measuring the scream space. Looking good.

It increases property value.

Because this place is a dream!

Oh. Fuck, yeah!

Um, I'm worried about you.

Okay, Bertie. [exhales] Calm down.

Oh, girl, you nasty.

Consider me a built-in entertainment center with no off switch.

Ugh! You're right, Bertie.

and I have 35 percent down in my space-bag.

and then go home and binge on interior design shows until I feel sick.

Bertie, make room on the counter for these hot trays.

Anyway, Rebecca thinks we should make an offer now,

What? I thought we were all poor together.

And under "occupation" for said account owner,

♪ Reaching up, up, up For the taivaa ♪

♪ Set in motion what you got ♪

-Eek! -...we can build a deck with a fire pit.

-So, you aren't leaving? -Nope.

I just really liked that one.

[in indistinct accent] Because I vinted to learn English.

Come on, third wheels. Let's go.

-Well, what about this place? -Hmm?

Someone put me in a corset and pull it tight until my lungs explode.

-[pig grunts] -Maybe.

Because it's fun to lookie-loo and pretend we're rich.

♪ Seize the moment that you want ♪

♪ On my motherfucking jaguar ♪

I mean, I love it. Why not?