Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait, I-I thought we were spending an evening

Check us out, Patterson.

Surprise! I'm Bobby Wuhl!

Sorry, one more question.

it's really hard to write dialogue.

Wow! Sick spin!

until the love scene,

How did you know that?

and was making me write a book for him!

Who's Robert Wuhl?

but this feels like a dead end.

One more question. Why the high heels?

Not the small one.

This sounds like a case for...

Hey, at least you made Patterson some money.

So either my mom knocked over this chair

I'm not obsessed with your mom like you are.

Which told us to go get an ice cream sundae.

So? So, according to "Murder, She Wrote,"

"An Evening with Robert Wuhl at Carnegie Hall."

that you play by your own rules,

What day of the week is it?

and I intend to win it again.

mostly because we've had a nine-course tasting menu

A receipt from the hotel spa.

And his cardboard cutout,

Of course Patterson wasn't interested.

and then finished her Fanta

I Don't Remember Drinking Four Bottles Of Wine, And that's not the kind of thing you forget!

So, this is my crib.

Doesn't matter, 'cause I'm confident

Hello? This is bad.

There are more of his books a left on beaches

Kind of panicked and called you.

Until then, I'll be taking a tour of that copper mine --