Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's a missed call, though, which is weird... Okay.
- It's not what you think. - She told you to tell me that?
Oh, okay. I got it. See?
- Hey, sorry we're late. - Hey.
I will tell him when I'm ready.
The nana's Seder won't take that long, will it?
- Did it work? - No.
- What? - Are you sure it's okay for me to stay?
- They're so cute. - Yeah, well, the nana, not so cute.
- You want to? - What did I just say?
So, hungry?
- Showing up, ruining your party. - Hey, does it look ruined to you?
Do we eat now?
He told you to go. Now, go.
Well, Dr. Talley disagrees with you.
So invite me to the wedding.
Yeah, well, you're the one who doesn't wanna stick around...
Gladly.
Maybe you should've thought of that before you slept with her ex-boyfriend.
You must be the nana. I'm Summer. Shalom.
Sophie, you remember my sister, Hailey.
- Hey. - You promised you wouldn't call him.
She's a social worker in the Bronx and has been for 40 years.
Try not to ruin it for me.
- Wow, Hailey, what's the occasion? - I was in rough shape last night.
...so whose fault is that?
She's the Green Arrow to my mom's Hawkman.
Hey. What are you doing here, buddy?
- What does that mean? - My mother's plane lands at noon.
I'll just go freshen up and then we can go, huh?
That's why I left the PD's office. So I could spend more time at home.
And I sure as hell don't want you here. You understand?
- She's not out buying fancy sheets. - Technically, I bought the sheets.
- Hey. - Hey. I was headed to the restaurant...
No, look, I... You don't wanna...
Kirsten's my best friend. Sandy's my partner.
She was even nice to my mom, Ryan.
...when you came to L. A to find me... - I was worried about you...
- Or, in Mother's case, self-righteousness. - That's not true.
- Hi. - Hey.
And that view of the ocean.