Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And he helps me with all my magic.

Show's over, Simon.

I need a lawyer.

You wouldn't, by any chance, be a warlock, would you?

Excuse me, I didn't catch your name.

Of course I still want the key.

Are you all right? Your pulse and respiration are racing.

Yes, if I could maybe just rest a minute.

See? Fake city. I can't believe we paid for this.

Oh, good, you found one.

And this must be the young man I've heard so much about. Simon.

She's dead, isn't she, Michael?

You don't feel like some tennis, do you?

Louis XIV, Bonnie.

[glass shattering]

My name is Esmeralda.

That costume's your problem.

Well, come on in. Do you like Brie or Gouda?

Do you really think Denise is involved?

Guess what? They were stolen.

There was another child by a first marriage, a son.

Michael, this is Simon. He and Denise were kind enough...

I'm sorry to hear that.

Who are you, anyway?

Well, she's dead, in case you haven't heard.

Would you like a drink?

You can't do this if I don't have a lawyer.

Michael Knight, a young loner...

I thought these two should meet each other.

This should fit in great with your decorating scheme.

Michael, am I going crazy?

Excuse me, Michael....

Come, Voodoo...

(Simon) Something wrong?

I'm looking forward to seeing your apartment.

What are his other holdings?

I'm sorry, but I think he has other commitments.