Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wanted this fame, success.

- Yeah yeah, I get that a lot. - Yeah.

- It's not real. - It's realish.

It's no picnic being the boss, eh?

Look, all you had to do was be on time and not get drunk.

which is purely by way of information.

- What are you doing here? - Oh my goodness.

I don't know what to tell you, Roman. You want to have sex with them?

- So he hired me. - Yeah. Mission accomplished.

It is going fine with Henry. Thank you for asking again.

...because after my divorce

I just lost my job. I need a drink.

Man over microphone: And we are back.

- Hey, give me you guys' names. - Yeah, let's go.

or just look at bars and kitchens?

I had to fire a guy. And Roman's...

Nothing... nothing happened.

I can't see shit without my glasses.

- I don't know. I can't tell. - It's a man.

- Henry fired him. - What?

I did everything right.

Oh, Mandy... Casey. I was her boss.

- who would love your autograph. - Fuck off, loser.

- They're totally awkward together. - Wait, Henry's dating Uda Bengt?

Am I gonna get fired, man?

So heads was "stay"? Was that heads?

- Yeah? - Yeah, I'm great.

Here, can you pick those up?

- Henry. - Hey.

so don't forget that.

- I'm working the grind. - Great.

- How are you? - I'm good.

- it's got four sides. - Okay, I understand.

- It's really not a big deal. - No no no, not at all.

to give 1/1,000,000% of a shit.