Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, not unless the punch gets spiked, Marion.
You know, Howard, you haven't asked me to dance once tonight.
I thought you weren't going as dates.
All nominees for prom queen should check in with Miss Folson
How can I be late when I was to meet you
See, everybody's all dated-up.
- Dad... - Don't worry, Richard.
- Would you lend me a hand, Rich? - Oh, sure, Dad.
I know. I hope the second one's better.
Right. Well...
His wife walks out on him, he stands under the window:
I didn't figure it's because you lost your skate key.
Let's hear it for them.
You think they're gonna have any fun tonight, Howard?
Well, good, good. I'm sure the janitor will love to dance with...
Come on. Step right off.
- No, I think they're cool. - Hey.
From Punky MacDonald.
- Well, you're bothering my best friend. - Yeah.
- Here they are. - Oh, thanks, Mom.
why don't you bring me a side order of lollipops too, huh?
Yes, I remember, Mrs. McCarthy.
Now, look, you just keep throwing your angel dust
there's only one thing to do, and that's to take Arlene.
Okay.
Why should I be jealous? I'm not.