Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Theresa, she's got nobody.
You're not?
Or the beautiful glass cathedral overlooking the ocean...
- With strippers. - Without strippers.
Or, you know what, what if it's...? Hailey.
You can pretty much see the entire strip from here.
Try to keep them off the furniture.
- Nevada. - Nevada. As in Las Vegas, Nevada?
- Listen, I've been thinking. - Yeah.
I bet even that sounds pretty good to you right now.
- She's gonna kick my ass. - Yeah.
...on your birthday. - Yeah, really.
Hello?
One little stripper.
Kirsten, it's Las Vegas. You get strippers as a side with your entr Áe.
- So you hire a call girl? - What, your dad wouldn't approve?
Go. Win. Make money.
- Sounds like fun for the whole family. - What about Theresa?
Yet another reason we're here.
You know what I'm saying? Hotel rooms? Beaches in the middle of the desert.
Then I guess Caleb is gonna make a fortune. Well, another fortune, right?
...a lovely, catered bachelorette cocktail party.
- I didn't know you love the Vegas, Dad. - I love the Vegas. I love the Vegas.
You can't drink, you can't have sushi. What, are you pregnant?
- Surprisingly tame, actually. - That's good.
Yes, sir. It's in your room.
- Actually, we should just... - Don't mind if I do.
No. But aren't you just the least bit curious as to when she's leaving?
You wanna find some action in this town, all you gotta do is ask.
Yeah, whose fault is that?
Yeah. No, of course it's okay. We'll just order in.
It's like a million-dollar frat house.
Theresa's pregnant.
That's not really winning then.
- So where's the party? - There is no party, just a quiet dinner.
Naked.
You have been so busy with the wedding, I haven't even seen you.
How was Vegas?
...doing God knows what, while we sit here watching The Valley marathon?
Now they're not dressed as anything at all.
Does she have a picture of you wearing culottes?
Oh, they're old friends. In fact, Hailey set this whole thing up.
I swear. One kiss.
You think my dad approves of Jimmy Cooper? The man's a felon.
He's angry because he found out people don't wear trucker hats anymore.
And not little.
...to get onto the casino floor. We'd hate to have to throw them out of the hotel.
Oh, I love you, son. I love you.
Yeah, I'll get the door.
Almost. My realtor is on her way. I just have to give her the contract.
Okay, look, you guys go to Vegas. I'll take care of Theresa.
Yeah, but not tonight. Right?
So four girls till midnight, plus, you had Jenn all afternoon.