Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Four syllables-- that's it.

Well, you're Ryan's brother. We're happy to help.

So we had to take you off the cover. I'm sorry.

Excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt your drinking. I'm looking for, uh, Zach.

Oh, perfect. Did Carter tell you about surfing this morning?

Every rose has its thorn.

Summer, please.

He's driving all the way from L.A. just to meet us.

I come up with the stories, I write the dialogue, I draw the pages, and uh,

You must be my two wunderkinds. Reed Carlson, Bad Science Comics.

Oh, my God. You are the most supportive non-girlfriend in history.

- Sure. Thanks again.

And, you know, it's-it's funny.

So you want points for turning down eight grand, after fleecing Caleb for $500,000?

That's all right. He doesn't need anything.

Finally, somewhere private.

Oh, baby, I think it's time to get you home.

Grab yourself some breakfast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, officer, what are you doing?

- What? - We could do it at my house by the pool.

- No. - And... What?

Happy Birthday.

because, of course, I wouldn't want to know that my boyfriend met some gorgeous 23-year-old

but someone's gonna have to be the first to reach out.

- Everything? - Yeah.

Oh, no, come in. There are already a couple people in the shower already.

These are friends, looking forward to getting to know you.

Oh, coming out of the water, we ran into Erin Lee, that young orthopedist.

Look, uh, he's got his own place, he's out of our lives. Just let him go.

who loves comics and thinks he's the next Brian Bendis, whatever that means.

Yeah, because, this, it wasn't my, uh... I didn't...

It's like finding a unicorn, Zach. It's like finding a really hot unicorn.

Oh, it feels so good to be home.

I can't believe I forgot my wallet. It'll just take a second, okay?

- Did you kill someone? - No. I stole a car.

Magic tricks, huh? Definitely somebody you invited.

Anyways, I'm gonna call you back in a little bit.