Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[rapid beeping]

[Alfred ranting indistinctly]

They don't really sell like ones we got.

I kind of like Moby.

Aw, come on, my man. You know the vibes.

I don't know. Shit. Fuck!

I get excited about ideas, and, you know,

WILL: There he is.

Four people. How fast can you get here?

- good cultural exchange, actually. - Mm-hmm.

Because, Alfred, it wasn't raining outside.

EARN: Will knows him. He's an investor.

TJ: Hello, people of color.

Oh, you forgot your hat, man.

[TJ sighs, clears throat]

- WILL: Fair. - Yeah.

Yeah, um, we got divorced, actually.

- Hmm. - Me-- I just like the Peri-Peri sauce.

I mean, yeah, he's Black, but he's still scamming.

- I don't pay for Nando's. - [laughs]

Oh, yes, yes, yes. Bud of the Month Club.

Wait. I mean, it didn't go down like that.

Um, TJ's got this idea to turn this space into

[laughing]: Yeah, I'm in deep, which is why

Hey, man, is it... is it cool if I smoke, dawg?

- [rap instrumental playing] - [loud stapling]

'Cause if this was Atlanta, nigga, mm, fuck.

I mean, that's a... real-ass tree right there, man.

Oh, you awake? You awake now, right, nigga?

We was playing a poker game, and he went up to his bedroom.

- I got you, man. - Been a while.

- That one is stale. - Is this it?

[inhales sharply] You can smoke up there.

But we're probably gonna need a lot more money, right?

♪ Then we fill up your van... ♪

See, I know what you sayin' right there.

- I still manage to enjoy life's small pleasures. - Mm.

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, yeah.

Mm, I don't know. I feel like, um,

- Mate! You made it. - Hey.

Hey, guys, this is my white voice.

♪ Back streets, gotta move lowkey ♪