Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I love art.
Red, be nice.
Well, honey, no one uses it.
Okay, off to ballet class now.
That's crazy.
That's great. So, where are they?
Oh, you know what, Mom? I think you might be right.
Your friend Fez has taken his love of dance to its logical conclusion.
This whole basement thing is Donna's fault.
Oh? Well, your basement was built in a day.
I used to do this, too, back when I was being an artist.
Look! It's art!
Me?
Hmm.
Oh, Red, here. Um, meet our contractors.
I think the last time I disagreed with you was the sanest thing I ever did.
Oh.