Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Perhaps tomorrow.
If I whoop the fella, can I sweet-talk her then?
Dry them tears and tell old Granny what's got you to bawling like that.
Oh, I can be, yes.
Is she having a party?
Come on, everybody, let's load up and cut through the hedge and get to the party.
That's doctor's talk.
Ravenswood, did you find anyone in the house?
Now, now, now.
I know.
Don't you tell her I told you.
They'd heat rather eat in a tree.
What's he got figured?
You can't expect us to do gardening work in our good clothes.
And we give our promise?
No!
We can walk over to your place.
I'll help you.
Why, sure, honey.
Miss Drysdale's got a prize one that sits right next to her patio.
Really?
We got the overflow here.
I reckon the bugs is after it.
And don't you cry.
What's that, Pa?
Just a doggone minute.
Granny, that ain't no... Granny!
Ravenswood!
I think I got it figured.
Why?
It's as deserted as the garden.
It's good to see you.
It's your soap.