Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. All right, l'll see you at 8. Oh, boy. All right, bye.
And, well...
Just not by candlelight.
How do you expect me to leave this sweet old lady in a hip cast?
...for everything.
-Turned out to be a nice guy. -Yeah, he is. Very nice.
-Really, l'm telling you-- -Thanks.
...doesn't mean it's not socked in in Boston.
When l let him go, you should have seen the smile on his face.
Yeah. Wait till you meet Ralph.
-l figured, why not? -Right.
Fog.
lt's me, Mitch.
The maitre d' is holding my table.
Hey, l never pass up duck a l'orange.
Tanya, Tanya, my little lasagne.
Yes, l did.
A little candlelight, a little wine.
l thought you were upstairs.
l bet the snake was happy, huh?
lt's so quiet around here...
l make you come to the Little Acorn...
Have you told him how handsome he looks tonight?
Be a homebody.
The only time she ever slept under the stars was when she dozed off...
Just a ''friend'' friend.