Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hello. - I need to see you.
It was great, and it's not happening again.
No, no affair. Just one night, and it is not happening again.
You will love her.
I love you, carrie.
but I couldn't file away what had happened with Big.
I re-arranged my sweaters, defrosted my fridge...
- what do you want? - I'm worth a million.
- Nada. - That's bad business.
Favorite foods, families... It was one of the best dates Miranda had had.
we both know you're not big on the dog-walking.
So am I. You got me so hot, I just came.
You can take her.
Talk to Trey. I'm sure his lawyers will take care of this.
But...
By the way, there will be no next time.
Sweetie? what's this?
You have no right to do this. You can't come and fuck up my life.
- Yeah? - It's me, carrie.
Then I'd work my way down,
For every five years you're married, you get a percentage of $500,000.
who knew this existed
The next night, I went to take care of Samantha.
Not only was my secret safe, but I had become lovable.
- I can tell. - Feel free to pass that on to the gals.
Shit.
She wasn't the only one who needed a fix.
Not with the wrong word in 15 down.
I can't do this any more, sleep with two people at the same time.
- I'll tell her tonight. - what?
- Until then, you're a free agent. - The rules according to Samantha?
Big and I... we have this thing.