Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

uh, for the proposal.
which we could do.
- I mean, anything that looks...
And what kind of proposal is this, Mr. Rose?
but I didn't know she outright owned it.
if your mother hadn't talked them back up!
of an automobile.
trying to fictionalize
All right, let's forget the print-outs.
A humble back story will disabuse this man
Sorry, what did Mrs. Warner say?
I was head-butted by an actual goat.
And if you'd just let me finish the pitch
It'll be nice to get off the streets,
what you're saying is you wanna dress like me,
or not? - I'm not.
But then I remembered...
your reluctant offer,
Off to a good start.
because all of the arrangements have fallen to me!
Hip we can do!
or are we going through like, a mid-life Goth phase?
Well, I don't remember the "Everything Be Irie"
- Well, okay, but...
- And what about the service?
- She wasn't born yet.
- Oh God! - Thank you, Moira.
- Someone died.
- And gunplay.
Okay, then why are you being so weird about it?
- I think I misspoke.
don't you remember?
- Hi, Johnny. - Jocelyn.
because I'm overdressed, I need to look like
will end up in an apartment with newspaper for curtains.
This whole thing is super depressing.
- I'm her. - Hi, we spoke on the phone,
look very jaundice-y.
Hipper than these suits. - Hip!
- I know your little secret,
- Oh?
Uh well, according to her will,
some professional boundaries.
our very real financial struggle.
Yeah, says the moving target in the Bespoke suit.
- Oh... what have I been using?
You're entitled to keep things private from me.
there was very heavy foot traffic on the way over.