Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You should've taken the job I suggested.
Come on, sweetheart.
He's adorable. I found him at the market.
Blanche, what the hell are you talking about?
Girls, this little fella better stick around a while.
Gin.
Aunt Dorothy's certainly a grouch.
But I want to make it up to you.
Good, we can talk about the banquet.
How about that new pizza place on the corner?
I hunted hours for his owner.
- Show me that paper. - I'm sorry, Blanche, I can't.
Come on, sweetheart. That's a boy.
But you said he was cute.
OK, but we're not the only ones living here. Dorothy has to agree, too.
Ma, gimme a break. The Di-Gel's on the bottom shelf.
It's steady work, they supply the uniform and you're married to God.
Especially since there wasn't that much work involved.