Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He asked me my name and what I did.

- We have to celebrate. - Yes, please. Tonight.

All right. Well...

I didn't give it to him. Okay? [sighs]

Well, just generally speaking, uh, Sol says keep refining.

- We're drinking this. - Yes.

[elevator bell dings]

But these stories can't simply be... this!

You see what I mean?

It read exactly like Asimov.

A tripod cannot stand on two legs.

What if one day that is we?

Well, great. I'll just take both of them in.

but worlds coming to life on television?

[knocking on glass] [music stops]

And it's not fondue.

There's something different on every page.

Next month, he's publishing "Transistor Moon."

I'll just save the seeds.

You shared an elevator with Isaac Asimov?

What do you mean?

[crying continues]

You know what? Doesn't matter.

- Hey. Hold on a second. - No.

Right. But we have backpacks now.

As I read it, I found myself inspired to type up a few suggestions for you.

Be patient with yourself. You will see it.

[song continues]

What a lovely compliment.