Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why would anyone not want to be here in Stars Hollow?
- I'm sure that's it. - He'll be fine in a few days.
So that's what we'll do. The first meeting of the Franklin is today.
A creepy guy in shorts and knee socks tried to sit me under a tree...
Wow, that's great.
He's my nephew and I know what I'm doing...
- Mojo says. - So it must be true.
and Liz was off doing God knows what.
Okay, slow down. First of all, Jess is 17...
I thought, 'That's it. That's for me. '
I'm not the guy to deal with it. I have no patience for jam hands.
Everybody, listen up:
I am in so far over my head that I can't see my own hat.
The coffee is in there. It's Danish day.
- Don't I look trustworthy? - Maybe.
What better day to make up than Danish day?
Pipe down!
But you can't just buy a bed and some sheets...
Sookie just made a ton of really great food...
I don't know. That's a hard one.
Go ahead and set up that interview with Mr. Medina.
- Hey. - Hello.
We've got a layout to put together.
- I'm sorry, I don't get it. - There's nothing to get. She's just Liz.
A thousand words on my desk on Tuesday.
- Fine. - Now it's three.
I so don't want to know why.
- So? - So what?
- You won't bring up the bed? - I'll definitely bring up the bed.
I'm going inside. Stay out of my fridge.
- It's not true. - That doesn't sound very convincing.
- Milady? - Come in.
I'm going to buy a folder for it before the store closes.
That just sounds plum crazy.
I said he's got a good thing going here with you and he shouldn't blow it.
That could send the whole day into chaos.
Tell her I got to take another crack at the closet.
- Step-Danish. - I'll see you tonight.
You can't make something crispy that doesn't exist.
'See, everyone here is not straight out of a Fellini film' kind of an evening.
So can't we agree on that and make the rest of it go away?
I didn't have to.
That's it.
She literally chased the clown onstage...
Didn't matter that my dad was sick. Didn't matter that the store was failing.
Why not?
I'll have two coffees and two cherry Danishes to go, please.
What am I supposed to tell her?