Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This isn't about us! This is about work!
Jack? Is everything all right?
Such well-formed feet.
At an after-hours gay club in the Meatpacking District.
Baby?
With my one man out of town in Paris...
It's 5:30 in the morning.
$200.
Yes, calm down. There'II be no breaking of things.
Then why does it hurt so fucking much?
They're French!
Three Cosmopolitans, a Diet Coke, and a vodka Martini with a twist.
I bought them in Paris.
I think it's called sleeping.
Miranda.
MIRKO TE AMO
...I found time to have drinks with my other man.
I think about us all the time.
Why is it so hard...
I had bangs in the 80s.
Let her through!
What? No, Buster. Why would you do something Iike that?
...he opened an entire new chapter.
Charlotte has a thing for Crabtree and Evelyn potpourri.
Even through my Cosmopolitan haze, I knew I had gone too far.
But now he wants to meet and I don't know if I should.
Translation: The Exquisite Pain.
It was about her and she really began to let loose.
He seems hot. It's exciting.
To some, pain implies growth.
Well, are you Rick9PIus?
Why do I keep doing this to myself?
But how do we know when the growing pains stop...