Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sharon, we're not mother and daughter.

[tsks] Yup, I got it. I'll be there shortly.

All right! Tat me up, brother!

and get bullied by your ancient eyebrow-threading lady.

-[door opens] -[Malcolm] So check it out.

Yo! I drank a whole Slurpee on the way over, and I gotta wazz!

from a guy who looks like he gets his hair cut by a children's barber.

I thought all the schlubs might be gone by now,

-[slams door] -Yup. Well, see you around.

Devi felt ashamed of herself for feeling so threatened before.

I've never snuck out before. I'm so down.

If she's like you, I'm stoked to have her in my new gang. [laughs]

I was just making a wish on that shooting star.

'cause you've been working really, really hard?

And feel my hand. See how cold it is?

Dr. Jackson. He put me on his mailing list.

You cannot go to a tattoo parlor in the middle of the night! It's not safe!

but that's the kinda sacrifice that Dr. Peters expects from us.

Well, there's drama here too.

Who isn't? I'm such a Rosé!

It's inviting me to make an appointment with his facialist, Gabrielle.