Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"Where's the baby?" "Oh, it's right over..."
- I don't know. - It's moving.
- No. She's hanging in there. - Mm.
Thanks for the coffee, or, uh, ahem:
- Mm. - Ooh.
You're moving?
Oh, well, I hope by "maid," you mean "mistress"...
Uh, yeah. She and I would talk all the time...
Oh, my God. Was she old? Does she have a view?
She walked in, I thought she was you and I kissed her and...
- Where'd you get those jeans? - You gave them to me.
- Okay, bye. - Bye.
Here's the plan, okay?
Are you close with her?
But you still look like Ursula. You're "Blursula."
Ew, yeah.
- I'm loud. - It's gonna be up all night.
Are you sure? Did you see the stain?
I don't want my child's first words to be, "How you doing?"
Why don't I hold on to him so there's no confusion?
- She is? - Yeah.