Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[lively instrumentals]

[heavy breathing]

I ordered mint chip.

We have a house with a name!

This house is full of magical keys.

- What the hell just happened? - [Bode] I told you,

You went through the mirror in there! And then you got lost inside!

[Nina] Excellent.

so, both you and Rendell have avoided this place like the plague.

if we were still in Seattle?

He still holds the high score in the Galaga machine at Stan's Pizza.

[Nina] Hey, like the new look.

these keys are for real business.

Hey, how's it going?

[instrumentals fade to silence]

- [Bode gasps and pants] - [ominous instrumentals]

And your point is?

[Bode] Oh, god.

["Wasted Nun" plays faintly from headphones]

[kicks seat] Tyler?

- [Tyler] You're kidding, right? - [breaks whine]

To travel through a door,

[stammers] What's up?

Oh, my god, these floors are original.

Only pregnant women and masochists crave ice cream in this weather.

- [Nina] Bode, help me! - I'm gonna go find help!

So, what did you ask it?

[Nina] Bode! Hey, Bode.

[Tyler thuds on door] No!

Well, text me on the iPad if you need something.

[Nina] What's wrong?

This is a terrible miscalculation on my part, I mean, [laughs] utter idiocy.

- Uh... - [muffled rap music plays]

Uncle Duncan! Uncle Duncan!

Kinsey Locke, meet Zadie Wells and Doug Brazzar.

[laughs] How was Boston?

You mind if I sit, Rocky Road?

- [scoffs] - What?

Take me to the top of the Eiffel Tower.

That's for you.

[suspenseful instrumentals]