Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Seemed to.
Brilliant inspiration.
Did he like his room?
But you need my help, sir.
Oil that is. Black Gold…
All right, so there's room for improvement.
Line up for inspection.
Then shave it off.
Best not, Granny.
Yeah, you ain't just funnin' when you say sleep off the highway.
Is the big sign all right, Granny?
Hi there.
I meant that you should change into your serving apparel.
Yes, sir.
London.
Where are my quarters?
I've taken the liberty of providing you both with dinner clothes.
Mr. Crampett hung me here, sir.
Oh, heck, Bessie ain't my cousin.
Under the guise of a boarder, they will.
Just until Mr. Pinkney sees you, he's paying me $50 a week.
Excuse me.
It's worth it.
With one exception.