Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There was only one match for me. It's a waste of time.
-Don't keep me waiting. -Hmm.
Oh, hey, Glenn.
Ever heard of it?
Oh my God, was she the one at the Italian restaurant
(Slow motion yelling)
Gigi, I made him out of literal boyfriend material.
The hair? The abs? The butt?
Oh yeah? Well, I built the guy that built you.
Say yes. You're a 99.999% match. Even you can't screw this up.
I should get going. I have a date with real Bryan.
He even has two settings.
[Myc] Holy shit.
-[beeps] -That'll be six bucks.
She is an impostor, and she's insane and…
Whatever, I don't need you anyway. I'm on a billboard,
I'll rephrase. You still have a shot,
[laughs awkwardly, sighs]
-And you have gum in your hair. -[grunts]
[guns firing on TV]
Ugh, why is everyone so obsessed with me getting a boyfriend?
Bryan-bot?
Reagan?
'cause my apartment's a hundred yards from a school.
Reagan. You didn't think I'd think you'd come?
Too late. I already texted him. You can go back to binging Friends.
Because last week, when we made love, it was so tender…
[grunting]