Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. Let's go. I'm ready. Where'd you park?

Now I'm in the worst position of all.

Let me just check my messages and we'll go.

Enthusiastic hi, that's beautiful.

And to cover my nervousness, I started eating an apple.

The bathroom's down the hall to the right.

...l'll call out Tippy-toe!

- Counter. - Oh, yeah. So wait, wait.

I could sit on a porch and wrestle around...

We're talking. I don't go too long before I ask them out.

That way, I only have to do wash once a year.

George Costanza. Remember me?

- What did you say? - Say? What? Nothing.

If you could just leave a message, I could walk away.

So then, as we were leaving...

When women smile, I don't know what it means.

Yes. I'm lactose intolerant.

The ball is in your court.

Would you like to come upstairs for coffee?

I just bumped into him around the corner.

All those quick shots of the pants. Just pants, pants, pants, pants.

- Please, I'm serious. - Okay.

I can't remember the last time that happened.