Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[chuckles] This is why I pay taxes.

[sighs] Honey, do you remember when Kate was 12,

Read the room, Andi.

What? Our daughter could be anywhere in this city right now

I think there is.

I can't do this. This is cooking. Lowell, you have to do it for me.

Marcy's mad at yours truly.

Look, if you won't get behind the wheel with Kate, I'll teach her.

Maybe there's a way to fix this.

It's an hour away. I can't do it.

So, I was just talking to Kate.

Oh, really? Like what?

Can't say I'm gonna miss the stories.

I couldn't help but notice you leaving make-out point alone and old.

Or at least a place with less spiders. Ah!

Arthur, DMV clerk/hedge fund playboy.

What does that even mean?

Who has two thumbs and just got her learner's permit?

-and hopefully, the rest of her clothes. -Is she home?

I love you so much.

Trust me, I have been both guys.

I'm cool with hiding. I need to lay low anyway.

But Marcy cooks dinner. If I cook it, there'll be two dinners.

You forgot to pick up your own wife?

That's right. She passed her written test at the DMV and can now practice driving.

One more wrong answer and you fail. No pressure.