Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I mean, I put in the work, Sean. Like eight long years.
It was fun while it lasted. -Yeah.
but I wanted to apologize to you also.
Plus, I wanted you to see me doing better.
Like, "Eggs are too runny, Grace, but mmm, this coffee's next level.
What if we get into this, like, big public fight?
Muse on a Couch is me. Check it out. What's that?
Those are some of Nico's old friends. I don't think they like me very much.
Y'all killed this shit. Mmm. -[Gaby] The painter is a butt man.
Um, my other Black friends bring me places without balancing it out.
You know why? 'Cause it's your job.
He was at my place because-- because he had something to tell me.
Are you home? Alice!
Looking very moisturized, all-- Having all cool sex all the time."
[sighs] Oh, fuck.
I'm just cleaning some residual puke out of the piano.
Hey, I'm gonna head back. Because my thighs are bleeding through my pants,
She bailed. Dumb move. She's missing a rager.
without bringing a Black person to balance it.
Hmm? Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
I guess I wanted to come to make sure he's okay.
I did not fall apart, okay?
[gasps] We have a brand? -[chuckles]
That painting is me.
What? -I'm not 12.
but there's already, like, a million in Pasadena.
Shit.
Nice to meet you both.
I'd give up my head for those abs.
But you'll feel good about yourself.
Why are you here beating yourself up, Gaby?
Yeah.
Where were you? -I was here. I just made a new friend.
I'm not gonna kink shame, but maybe I will.
[chuckles] Great job telling him you didn't want him to marry us.
and for you to throw me a superficial compliment or two
I'm sorry. It won't happen again.