Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's right here, Ms. Lewis.
Hi. Any way I can leave a message for Alan Tupperman?
...you know?
If that's your choice, I have to agree.
Well, forgive me but I'm lost.
And re-remarry.
-Why? -l love it.
If we're too late, we're too late. It's not the end of the world.
Friend?
How about this? No pressure.
Not a choice he wants to live with.
Leave me alone, Addison.
Mr. Tupperman looked pretty happy now...
-We're staring at a great case. -I'm getting cavities listening to you.
-l did? -Sure, I can see it.
-"Yoo-hoo" who? -You. We have a problem.
Damnedest thing.
Just a word of warning here.
David, what are you doing?
Yeah, well, it's something I work at.
You folks experienced at missing-persons work?
You are taking this list too literally. Read between the lines.
Nothing. Largely because I don't let people smash windows with them.
Molly?
Men being what they are....
That doesn't make her less qualified for Alan.
...you said men are uncaring and selfish.
And...
Thank you very much.
-Ms. Hayes. -Ms. DiPesto.
She had a fascinating cart.
But then there was another knock at the door, another woman.
...supposed to have wonderful seafood.
Trained to find people solely on the basis of a description.
...posed for photos showing more than a competition would allow?
I don't know.
A man's here to see you.
Very little piano. None at all.
Must be in her minimalist period.
What makes you think we're not interested?
-Better get you a doctor. -I can't promise...
Mostly for the missus. I'm surprised he can afford to remarry.
-...for detective agencies. -He did?
Let's get the Tuppermans a wedding gift. Call Stevie, see what they need.
Go ahead.
...for a man for money. And that's all.
Do either of you know how to say that in Italian?
You've misunderstood. We're finding a woman...
How do we find someone who meets the requirements?
-What, you mean being a man? -You figured that out yourself?