Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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