Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know who Carmen is. She's the ghost who ate all my chicken.

He kept you safe.

She's never not been home when the kids get there.

Then why do I smell fried plantains and Cuban coffee?

She was so focused.

Hey, Schneider, I am just about to leave. What's up?

I like church. I see my friends.

- it's five o'clock! - Oh, you exaggerate. 4:30.

Oh, didn't she tell you?

I have two brothers. One's a priest, one's a witch, so...

I don't know her name.

Oh, no, wait, wait, wait.

Still... you shouldn't stereotype.

Oh, that Dylan.

I think your abuelita has run away from home.

Careful. There's a lot of garlic in that chicken.

wilted broccolini with radish micro-Greens,

if your self-published vampire erotica doesn't take off.

Yes, I invited him again. He's an orphan.

praying for the departed souls...

I don't have time for this drama, you know?

You can probably dump that whole thing on there.

I just... I need you to give me more space to parent.

She's also turning my apartment into the sistine chapel.

We all thank you for this very Caucasian meal.

I don't wanna go to hell.

So I am a servant?