Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ethan, thank you very much for the guided tour.

- He's my son. - You have a son?

Hey, kiddies. Got your juice.

I'm getting a few things here.

A California Central Coast Syrah.

Say it. I'll give you a chance here.

Mm. I like this one.

There's my babies.

Ugh, stop eating it, then.

I love showers and mornings and bologna and turtles.

I wouldn't do that. That's what I would do.

Hi... Look who's here? I'm Rick.

You see the legs?

See you next week, Rudy. We cool?

Just take us through the logistics, Train Brain.

That's for lying on your profile.

This is the best weekend of my life.

We got a wine-off!

You don't know it.

He's been online dating and he brings his dates here.

Take your shoes off.

Ooh. You bitches going on the fucking bleach train?

And why are you in your underwear?

I just get a rash on my back.

Hey, Mom, did you have a nice birthday at least? I did.

- Yeah. Pee-ew!

That's for making me fall for you.

I gotta take a nap. Okay.

My boy-dar isn't picking up anything, either.

All right, fine. Pour it.

Look, I'm perfectly happy enjoying my wine, staring out the window

Mandy, you know, I might have left a little information

so I'm gonna have to let you go.

- He's yelling something. - Oh, hey, Ethan,

It isn’t June 3rd. It’s today.

She should be out there by now!