Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, I need to sit down.

We're just colleagues. Work colleagues.

Brendan, I know that this is difficult for you to understand,

he just shines that light somewhere else.

Holy shit. That's it.

That is why I do this.

And, Brad, you powered through

Yeah. Of course.

Oh! There's the man of the hour.

"Another fake gamer girl."

Listen to me very carefully, Ian.

Uh, when are you giving your notice over there?

Uh, uh... Pootie Shoe is Ian's son?

That sound right?

What? What's happening?

and I will have you guys feeling better in no time.

We recreated what we do at work.

but me leaving was something that your mother and I decided together.

before your very eyes.

That's your reaction?

While I thought the story resolved

- Hey, Pop. - Oh, my God.

- What? - Did they recover his body?

you've got money, a great relationship with your mom.

Okay, so, my job is to help you guys today.

If I find Dana, that assists Brad, and it assists you by assisting Brad.

You know what? You guys have 'em.

Well, see you inside.

Don't contact me again, Ian.

That's a cigarette burn I got for not turning the Nintendo off in time.

[snaps fingers] I'm on it.

All right. Are you ready to put on a show, Wyld_D?

Well, you know what, Ian, I'm not the dog anymore! You're the dog!

Hey, my kid's a genius.

I met his Chinese girlfriend.

No, last fraction of a penny. Micro-microtransactions.

Ugh. I'm a chocoholic.