Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was like a perfect triangle.

- Oh, hi, honey. - What are you doing here?

We don't allow any outside ketchups

It's okay. It'll be okay.

I haven't worn this jacket since I had it dry-cleaned.

Okay, okay, I will talk to him.

You're friends with the urinator, aren't you?

Who told you when you went to school that you print well?

See that guy right there?

There you go, Mrs. Seinfeld.

I guess I get it too, because I'm his wife.

- You want me to go find it? - Yes, I do.

- Can I-? - Pardon?

I got the machine next, buddy.

Who is she? When did this happened?

Really? Twenty-five percent off?

...since the Central Park mini-marathon.

I'll get it, I'll get it.

Besides, I'll take any chance I can to talk to her.

I've been looking all over for this.

...of a pretend marriage.

I gotta meet Anna's parents, remember? I look terrible.

- Pancakes were dynamite. - Is that my maple syrup?

- Now I got him. You're my witness. - Wait a second, George. Listen.

Never mind that. Look at the signal I just got.