Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got her.
Yeah, we've tried everything, Pearl.
Sorry.
The old flip-flop-a-doodle.
Jeez, it smells bad in here.
It's the police.
Hard at work on her little crafts projects.
In fact, why don't you stay a while?
But now I'm not joking when I say she's gonna kill me!
Think about direction, wonder why you have it now.
Give me the high-powered rifle with the laser scope and the big exploding bullets.
No, when I hear her speak, no, that's not her.
This bitch is mine.
That won't be necessary.
Let me take a look at that.
You know, I only wish you had some way of protecting all this stuff.
I just bought these shoes.
But you know what?
Who is it?
She's got a point.
There used to be a guy on this force who was quite a marksman.
Hello, officers.
Frankly, I'm stumped.
See, you've upset her so much she doesn't want to dance.
Oh, yeah.
The ink's not dry yet.