Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

he left my stick on the subway.
You once wrote a whole essay about the importance of a uniform.
Get me out of here. Ah!
A Caprese Martini.
Well, hello, Ms. Kaz.
No, thanks, Kaz. I only left my room to save you.
by a humiliating sequence of social disasters.
You may be off the Bachelor Board, but you are still certainly admired.
No, sir. I believe this tunnel goes to Queens.
The class is just a cover.
I can't believe it.
it should go without saying that you're fired.
on the graceful geometry of cable-knit sweaters.
Open the door. It's time for class.
Kaz Kaan.
You know, sir, some gentlemen find dropping off the Bachelor Board
- Yes, about that, Kaz. - Wanna see the syllabus?
Monsieur Moutard? The French teacher?
Copper for the craftsman Cunning at his trade
Hikikomori? Where did they get that idea from?
Let's review your case against Professor Muley.
Open the door at once.
This hospital gown thing is just a fad. And if they're still refusing
Good luck with your detective work, sir.
The exorcism was the start of a metamorphosis for me.
What happened in here?
To think, I thought you were a demon sympathizer.