Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, sometimes it feels like I'm living right next door to Wolfgang Puck.

Well, I am a quick learner.

I'll never let the smell of an old lady stand between me and my dreams.

Well, madam, allow me to introduce myself.

I've reserved you for the next five nights.

I'll probably see her again.

And let me compliment you on your new pet monkey.

I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic at heart.

So I hired me a pretty boy to take care of business.

Chris, wait, please don't go.

Oh, by the way, darling, here's just something a little extra for you.

Wow, a Rolex, just like the one Bob Conrad wears.

It certainly does.

That's your date?

Well, Gus, you're forgetting one very important thing.

Eh, pretty good, I guess.

Oh, I guess I won't see her again.

What do you mean, like shoe polish?

That's my husband, Harold.

She's an old perfume-soaked hag.

Thanks, but no thanks.