Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I was trying to defend you! - Next time, try not to defend me.
That literally means "lightning strike." Or thunder clap.
With clients and with neighbors.
I'm sorry too. You're not to blame. We both have things to work on.
No mystery man that you may be dating...
[camera shutter clicks]
who plots the destruction of her extended family.
À votre santé!
And even has his initials on it. GTC.
Coup de foudre.
- [chuckles] - [Gabriel] Bonsoir.
["Red Carpet Sand" continues playing]
Bonjour, Pierre.
He probably spoons his spoons.
[thunder rumbling]
[cell phone chimes]
I see the head of an old hag.
[in French] I hope you're throwing that away.
["Tout (sinon rien)" continues playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
Everything is okay. Whoa-oh!
If anyone should be accused of stealing, it's you.
Um...
- [both chuckle] - You're funny.
[in English] Oh, great.
- Santé! - Santé!
For once, Emily, be honest. Did you sleep with Gabriel?
so pardon! Um...
It was nothing.
Ah, so you come here often?
It's like a... summer storm!
[in French] That's what people will say.
Camille...
You're avoiding the question. Why wasn't Mathieu there?
- [mouthing] - Oh, no, I'll get it. I'll get it.
I mean, the only "someone else" is his restaurant.
Never.