Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

last week, so I just assumed--
- It was quite an afternoon. Oh John, thank you.
- You know what?
than I'd let on.
Twyla asked me if I was running for council.
- Mmhm... And why is that?
DAVID: Have you seen my black shoe?
- It's not that absurd an idea, Moira.
- But they'll never know about it,
- But something tells me it will not be...
where she'd... sleep!
I know. I know!
- No.
I will not be at rehearsals for the next two weeks, because...
- It's not usually this dead.
(David takes a deep breath)
you'll get there before breakfast.
(Sighs)
- Well, I can wrangle monkeys.
(Twangy blues song plays)
and run for council!
because there's only one restaurant.
- Um, I don't know.
ALEXIS: Don't, David.
Trying to council to focus on the simplest thing
- Oh, I just heard you were running.
- No, it didn't feel right. - No, it didn't.
'Cause it's so important.
I'll do you one better, I'll give you the form,
- Good Morning! - Hi, Twyla.
I wouldn't give it another thought.
Although, part of me is a little relieved.
- Well, your son is 30, and you never see him.