Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll never be able to sell baked goods in this town.

I've wanted to do this for so long.

And how about banana muffins?

-I have an idea! -[Bertie] Uh-oh.

The truth is, because of...

♪ Holy night ♪

-What's the matter? -They never called! My stupid family!

Wanna see if this hawk can do some loop-de-loops?

I'm afraid to. What if they don't wanna hear from me?

Ooh, this place looks perfect. We'll take it!

This dude needs to stop reaching and grasping.

♪ Yeah, it's looking good ♪

♪ La, la, la... ♪

-Easy. Ah! -I don't think it's gonna fit, Bertie.

This place includes four professional-grade ovens,

I don't know what those are. Uh, but sure.

I thought you hated those calls.

-Here you go. -[beeps]

I'm opening a new patisserie, and I want you to manage it.

The bakery will be called "Sweet Beak."

You're telling me. I'm Jewish.

It's just gonna be way more expensive.

[woman] By throwing out the clutter, you make room for things you love most.

Sometimes I need you to be my rock!

and keep tackling the bigger-picture stuff.

You always get to do whatever you want, and this is what I want!

Oh. Then can I just get those six scoops?

Is that woman nudging you? What nudgery is this?

-I made you, and I can ruin you. -[gasps]

[Bertie] Well, good thing you can always spend the holidays with me and Speckle.

I think that's all the orders.

Hey, Bertie. I've been thinking.