Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We ask that you please bear with us

- I'm Charmaine. - I'm Ethan.

Why go back there if you don't want the coat?

It's only 9:00.

...powdering a thatch of horsehair on his head, going:

I'm letting you stay here. You're wearing my bathrobe.

...this guy's gonna dangle that dress in front of you...

- But I thought Nicole Miller was ma- - Well-

What can I tell you buddy? Take it up with consumer affairs.

Oh, yeah, I'll make sure he gets the message.

Now someone's gotta drive you every time you need your car?

- The Nicole Miller. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let me speak with the manager. Excuse me.

Yes, I think we might have something.

Ian with his lunch date (He's gay)

You should adapt to me.

Right in front of me?

What are you doing in my car?

- Have you slept with him yet? - I just met him this morning.

- Nice meeting you. - Oh, nice to meet you.

- What? - I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Kramer...

- Really, I'll be back. - Yeah.

What if I get killed? Is my wig on straight?

Just tell him he doesn't have to be in tomorrow until 11.

...of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.

- It's my only backup. - Who do you think you're talking to?

Why wouldn't you think that?

You know, what do you people call it?

It's all a big scam.

But I'm afraid spite doesn't fit any of our conditions for a refund.

Ever thought of selling it? It would make a brilliant wig.

To get out of the store, I said I wanted to see what someone else thought.

Well, how do you know he's not wondering the same thing about you?

“Ian” “EEN”

Well, looks like it's just you and me, cowboy.

How much do you want? Ten? Fifteen?