Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

your reluctant offer,
- And what about the service?
Well, I don't remember the "Everything Be Irie"
uh, for the proposal.
- And gunplay.
- I know your little secret,
of an automobile.
And if you'd just let me finish the pitch
will end up in an apartment with newspaper for curtains.
It'll be nice to get off the streets,
some professional boundaries.
I was head-butted by an actual goat.
don't you remember?
- Hi, Johnny. - Jocelyn.
there was very heavy foot traffic on the way over.
- Oh?
A humble back story will disabuse this man
Sorry, what did Mrs. Warner say?
- Oh God! - Thank you, Moira.
- I mean, anything that looks...
what you're saying is you wanna dress like me,
or are we going through like, a mid-life Goth phase?
But then I remembered...
Uh well, according to her will,
look very jaundice-y.
because I'm overdressed, I need to look like
Hipper than these suits. - Hip!
or not? - I'm not.
- She wasn't born yet.
because all of the arrangements have fallen to me!
Hip we can do!
- I'm her. - Hi, we spoke on the phone,
Okay, then why are you being so weird about it?
Yeah, says the moving target in the Bespoke suit.
- Oh... what have I been using?
And what kind of proposal is this, Mr. Rose?
if your mother hadn't talked them back up!
You're entitled to keep things private from me.
Off to a good start.
- Well, okay, but...
- I think I misspoke.
All right, let's forget the print-outs.
but I didn't know she outright owned it.
our very real financial struggle.
This whole thing is super depressing.
which we could do.
- Someone died.
trying to fictionalize