Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Flip me over! Flip me over!
(rattling)
(grunting) Ow.
Oh, my beret!
You invoke the best‐pals contract, Tanya?
It's not a ghost bike at all.
Ugh!
Ooh.
Guess we're walking.
It was parked in the other direction yesterday.
You redeemed its soul or whatever.
Should we just hang out at my place?
We're just gonna have to wait.
The wind is riding the bike?
‐(grunts) ‐ALL: Aah!
Ah, damn. All right, I'm in.
I think it's because you're both tall.
See? I'm all good.
‐Ah... ‐Tell us why
Sorry, y'all.
Um...
Oh, God...
Ow.
Fine.
but I got this puzzle going on right now,