Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ ...love ♪
Come on!
-What? -Sorry.
Um... Could you drop me at the McCrea cabin?
Yeah.
Preacher, Mel.
[horn blares]
Any day now.
Spent 20-plus years, mostly in the Middle East.
Hungry equals cranky.
She had a ring on.
Jack?
I gotta side with Mel on that one.
-[knocking] -[gasps]
and most of my belongings.
Hi.
So?
[sniffles]
-Okay. It's nice to meet you. -You too.
[sighs]
Okay.
-Ready? One, two, three. Up. -Okay.
You look like a wine person.
Sorry. Nearest Starbucks, 80 miles away.
I did not.
-So, how long you here for? -Um...
I'm so sorry. I don't know your name.
I like mine black and fresh.
You and I both know you couldn't spend half of what you have if you tried.
[both chuckle]
[gasps] Oh!
[laughter]
-Oh? -Yeah. Us girls should stick together.
[sighs]
I'm almost done. I'll be right out.
Even if you're too stubborn to admit it, we both know you need help.
-♪ Within my heart ♪ -[phone alert]
What is goin' on?
[sighs]
What are you doing with this?
Well, it's not in her chart.
-Okay. Can you stand? -Okay.