Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[faint, echoing opera music playing]

but that's not gonna fly with us.

Hope you two have fun.

Yeah, welcome to my world.

I just have ulterior motives.

I was too embarrassed to tell you,

I must be the only one not obsessed with this stupid dance.

So, why are you sitting here, Lucas Walker?

Or you could invite someone and have a little fun.

I thought that was you.

-["Tierra Rica" by Carmita Jiménez plays] -♪ Yo so la pregonera ♪

Five-finger discount, of course.

I tweaked my back fencing.

I cleared it out, fixed it up, so Weems let me use it.

Yeah, I know Inez is usually three sheets to the wind,

She's not here.

-Have you seen Wednesday? I lost her. -How should I know? She's your date.

You were in here.

["La Mamma Morta" by Umberto Giordano playing]

See yourself out. I'll lock up.

Subject's left foot is missing.

Am I in the "more-than-friend zone"

♪ You better duck ♪

What happened to staking out the cave?

Wow, you look…

Only one way to find out.

Unless we're exchanging intel, I'm not at liberty to say.

I did not have Ted Bundy's Pinterest in mind.

OMG! I love the look!

I have more pressing business

Wednesday! Over here!

[mysterious music continuing]

-Move! Move! -I'll do it.

I didn't even want to go with him.

We'll go together tomorrow night, understood?

The boy I asked turned me down for another girl.

Look, I did a terrible thing, but I swear I'm not a terrible person.

I knew there was a reason I liked you.

I'm not a huge fan of enclosed spaces.

Rumors. Mr. Fitts banned me from bug-hunting until further notice.