Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gone, like wraiths.
Really, Dick, I'm afraid some romantic interlude has fevered your imagination.
And remember what we're rehearsing for...
Switchboard, Commissioner Gordon here.
Oh, yes, he's off in the wilds with the Millionaires Hunting Club...
Who knew in advance that you would be playing a Scotch theme?
I sent Alfred on ahead...
In fact, I've already started.
Good bye.
Until tomorrow.
"to the piano of the incomparable Chandell."
As a matter of fact, yes.