Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Isn't that mine?
Have you figured out what started the fire, Mr. Fireman?
And you may frown upon that...
Just remember Thursday. Thursday. Can you remember Thursday?
Yes, it has. I made cookies.
You do owe me so much. You owe me 3400...
- Does that smell bother you? - What, the smell from Joey's?
I thought the age difference might be a problem, but it wasn't.
...as forbidden, it's really hot.
I know.
Heh. Can you believe that?
Shut the book.
So did you sleep well last night?
Gum.
A hot girl's at stake and all of a sudden he's Rain Man.
The last day of auditions is Thursday, so I gotta get in by Thursday.
- Really? - Yeah, look.
You Should Eat Them Now because they're hot from the oven.
There you go. I wouldn't want my best guest to strain her eyes.
- Uh-oh. How bad is it? - Oh, it's bad, it's really bad.
This is where I keep the pizza.
...but we're not gonna hide it anymore.
Oh, yeah, Dana Keystone. She was in my movement class.
Uh...
No, no, no, Phoebe, this was my fault.
- So? - So?
I have.
Well, the heart wants what it wants. I'll see you later.