Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, good night.
- Penthouse? - Yeah.
Three thousand five hundred.
Wouldn't you say?
So your dad doesn't know anyone on the liquor board?
How were the strippers?
Right?
...but that way, maybe I can get a second chance too.
What do you think of that?
What, you want me to kick Theresa out?
- Sure. - Sure.
- Because you won't stop talking. - But also because your ex-girlfriend...
It's been a while since I've done the card-counting thing.
- Right. - Jenn, we're gonna do strip bowling.
Hailey, I said one stripper.
Because afterwards, it is so nice to come home.
Then I guess you don't get paid.
- You're a prostitute. - I knew it!
I don't know about blackjack...
...that you're not gonna let what your dad thinks of me break us up.
Let me know if you ever need anything. My mom's got lots of toiletries.
Go ahead. I'm gonna catch up. All right?
Julie, I am not going to a place called The Petting Zoo.
I didn't mean for that to rhyme.
Okay. So do you know what you want to do?
And not in a nice way.
...which, according to Todd in Accounting, they pet.
Not my mom. Not Eddie.
I have to admit, I feel a little hurt that I wasn't invited.
Good. I'm actually going back. I picked up another shift tonight.
Where really anything could happen.
...and for the longest time, we couldn't figure out why.
- No strippers. - Just one stripper? Please?
I'm in.
- Well, what are you gonna do? - I'm gonna talk to your father.
Jimmy's gonna buy a house for himself and Marissa.
I lost my bar mitzvah money, okay? And I also lost Theresa's money...
...because according to Caleb, Marissa's moving in with him.