Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I swear to my personal Lord and Savior, Steph Curry,

I'm so confused.

- Oh. - Desk duty is a nightmare.

Seni seviyorum canım

My boy's got bunches of explunches. Hit 'em, Jake.

- Humble five? - You know it.

Just sign here.

There is no Jenny McFadden.

Right? Anyway. I should boogie.

Forget it. You ruin everything.

No! Interrogate him!

My God. Charles!

Catch him with his spoon in the flan.

a traumatic work-lapse.

You didn't come home.

We're done. It's over.

- Hm. - No fingerprints.

Or a fidget spinner?

Packing your desk.

They have a deep bottom pocket for my notepad,

Right over this manhole cover.

Thank you for understanding.

Before we begin,

Yeah, but think about how much faster he would've done it

I thought you would be reckless, but I was wrong.

I guess you should have your blood back too.

Hang on. Were you creeps watching that the whole time?

I'll administer it.

looking for Weezies and I got pointed to MizzBK-Sneaks.

Must be so nice having Pimento back.

So, what's this about a giant flan?

- It was a powerful image. - I think I rushed this all

You know, I might want a couple minutes up here alone.

This is great. You were right all along.

(SIGHING) Okay. So,

Wow, throwing your file all over the place, Charles?

BOTH: Uh, I couldn't possibly.

Write something good.

- Babe, wait. - Oh, I've been waiting.

Pimento, welcome back.

Oh, please. Don't make me sit behind a desk all day.

Follow the flan.

'Cause I knew if I did, I would stab you in the face.