Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...to tell you...
I love him.
...that you're a wonderful girl.
It doesn't mean anything.
(laughs) Th-Then... then never mind.
Wait!
- Take it. Take it. Here, take it. -No, just...
it was gonna stay platonic.
Those were his exact words.
LESLIE: So, you're working Sundays now?
It was, like, the best 45 minutes of my life.
- I iron my blouse every day. - Since when?
MADDY: I really didn't need an MRI.
We both did this.
You sure you don't want to sleep with Grandpa?
♪ Facing all kinds of weather ♪
- I never... I never... - Yeah, I know.
I... I don't have any experience with men.
What? You're mad?
But that's okay, because he wasn't there.
Yeah, I really... I really do.
Yeah, it's-it's brutal.
I took them home on risotto night.
I was just wondering who it was.
that-that wouldn't hurt your feelings
Oh, is that what you call it?
It's creamy all right.
(chuckles)
Okay, well, say goodbye to Grandpa, Jonathan.
like you're taking notes on the human comedy
I found any excuse to linger outside his office.
Okay, I'll see you soon, Jonathan?
He is cooking for you? This is a date.
Of course. I'll hold onto them the whole time.
- Don't say anything, okay? - Mm-hmm.
(glass clinking)
It is creepy, but who cares?
for most men, in your experience?
You're the daughter of any father's dreams.