Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's the Spring Fling Dance and he's gonna be roaming the halls.

"Not even close!"

Inhaler! He needs it!

It's funny, I don't feel like a loser.

Mission accomplished, am I right?

We must prepare the conjuration at once!

Always wanted to do CPR.

- I don't know who "her" is. - That's what makes it romantic.

But after what you said,

Blinky. He does give me a lot of guidance.

And it's not your job to protect me.

- What's going on? - Fleshbags.

Haven't I redeemed myself?

you're reasonably cute.

You're supposed to be able to tell me anything.

- Us? No way. - Yeah. No.

Maybe none of this would've ever happened if everybody couldn't see anyone else. Maybe none of this would've ever happened if everybody couldn't see anyone else.

Trollhunters shouldn't have personal connections.

you know, this jitterbug? I mean, dance?

It's okay, Mom, just hold on a little longer.

I don't have it... with me.

- We have to go get it. - We'll have to be careful.

- Really? - You may be my duke.

It took all of this for you to tell me about...

What is this thing?

Go dance with her. We both know you want to.

thanks to you. She's not tied to Strickler anymore.