Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I think I was just charming again there, wasn't I?
Woody, make the reservation.
And you just arranged something for her that she wants more than anything else in the world.
I don't want those bozos out there turning this into a circus.
Sam, no.
Oh, and they got the one you wanted.
In her office.
Actually, they're in the bottom of your champagne bucket there.
I'm not good at it.
I bought it mail order.
I was in the store when you bought it.
Aren't you missing something here?
You tell him that it will be a cold day in hell before I ever share an office with him or schlep drinks in a two-bit saloon.
Afterwards.
Friends tell friends who they think they ought to go out with, and as a friend, I'm telling you, you ought to give this Malone guy a chance.
Sam, I can't thank you enough for getting my job back.
Good night, fellas.
It's always been my favorite blouse.
There you go.
What was he talking about?
Sure.
You didn't think of it first?
Nothing but users and takers and big stupid jerks who don't even know you exist and then go running off to Japan with someone else.
My name's Rebecca.
After what?
Okay.
Do you know the story of John Henry, Sam?
That's a very pretty blouse.