Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's $100. I can't take this.

There is nothing to do with your feet and there's nothing to look at.

- It's going to be fine. - Are yousure?

Trick or treat?

write down all your years of previous dance training.

- What are youdoing? - Getting my stuff.

I got youthe audition, the rest is up to you.

I told youl don't think it's a good idea to go out with the boss.

Let me bring out our next act.

She works for you.

Really, it was boring. Ex cept for maybe music.

This place is so small youhave to go outside to change your mind.

When I was a kid all I wanted was to afford to eat in restaurants like this.

I thought I did in the beginning.

- I know, but sometimes... - Alexandra, youare 18 years old.

- If youteach me howto skate. - Yeah.

I loved the dinner.

"I can't take a job as a waiter. I'm a cook."

Listen, are youstill on the Arts Council?

Hey, it's the cook!

- I was buying youlunch. - I don't want youbuying me anything.

- What's this shit? - Stop it, that's mine.

Maybe he'll call, I don't know.

Alex! What the fuck! What are youdoing?

Go play with your fuckin Porsche

Come on. What are you, crazy? Besides, you're too short anyway.

- Where have youbeen? - No place.

Think she can beat her?