Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Go ahead, Mary. Read 'em. - Let's see. 6:00 news.

So I'll see you Friday... tomorrow night. Right.

- Then have them read anonymously. - Why anonymously?

Last week we were a 1.1.

I'll say the words... marriage. There, I said the words.

No, no, it's all right.

Well, after all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?

You are looking at the greatest little gourmet cook in the Western Hemisphere.

- I'm going crazy with hunger. - Well, eat something.

Oh, Howard, I really do. I understand.

First impressions can really be so wrong.

- That's how Rhonda and I met. - Rhoda.

Mary, the older you get, the sexier you look.

- Well, there's... - Her.

- Your first time? - Yeah.

Uh, well, I am a little.

Come on, tell me. I insist. Ten, twenty. Twenty-eight.

Howard, that's sweet of you to offer. At your place?

Yes, there was.

I don't see what your big gripe is about Howard. I mean, so he likes you.

Howard, please, just take it.

It's really all my fault.

Even the sound of your voice makes me crazy.