Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Heh. He has to call me chef. How and why are you enjoying this?
If, in fact, I heard you correctly.
Yes, chef. Right away, chef.
Get child murderer Gilles de Rais in here and I'll walk you through it.
Because if anything goes wrong tonight...
Tell Randy, as his final act before I walk back into the kitchen...
Except in the form of an exquisitely-prepared entrée.
Hello? See how I did that? Just picked up the phone and talked into it?
Cy-- Chet, I need those onions! Yes, chef.
Well, you can forget about ISIS working for the State Department, ever.
Oh, eat a dick
Aw. Just when I thought I couldn't hate them more.
Food? We're not making food, people. We're creating cuisine.
Because I can, it's a party of six or more...
You're the garcon de cuisine, which means kitchen boy...
I mean, it is just constant ABBAB.
L-- She said "credible threat." I know, but what kind of credible--
Yeah, so try to sound apologetic, but not, you know, overly so.
Answering the damn phone.
What is this? Spain in the 30s??
And that's not my name!
What you smoking dude? A Virginia Slim man
You couldn't get a table, so you made an anonymous threat...
Yeah, probably.
- A monkey could do this stupid job. - And yet I pay you to do it.
No. From her.