Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I owe you both a huge apology.
you'll remember this act of kindness,
- Loosen up a little bit. - Okay.
Maybe in ten years, I'll sell it on eBay or something.
Here's the thing.
Superhero nickname, "The Boyfriend", has the power to make me forget you.
I'm almost done practicing, Mom.
- I'll allow it. - Great, thanks a lot.
Are you writing me out?
- Okay. - Like tonight.
- And the price? You can't beat it. - It's great, Sandy.
- You're up and about early. - Tests. Not ready.
Go home to your wife. We'll work on this in the morning.
but maybe we can try... together.
I don't want her help. I don't want your help. And I definitely don't want to dine with Caleb Nichol.
- Good night. - Good night. Thank you.
No, no. 9:00 is fine. I'll see you then.
- Keep dreaming. - It was worth a shot.
So, what is it the two of you really want?
You're home. I was worried about you.
I'm Dr. Stephen Lasser. I was with your father all night.
Hang on. Let me check.
- Dad, it's okay. - It's not okay, but now that I've got a second chance,
Unbelievable comic book company.
This is the best meal you ever cooked, Kiki.
I can hardly wait.
- Let me tell you something, if you've come here for a fight... - Dad. Ryan, don't.
Well, Seth's not really your size.