Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But trust me, it's truly delish I wish I could dish all the dirt
Yeah, just some official Central Park business. Nothing to be concerned about.
Oh, that's kind of a big piece. Make sure you share.
-Molly, you did it. -I know. I was being nice.
Then why are you telling me?
Well, I am. And no saying Mr. Wipey Hands.
I've got it. "Looks like you've been painted into a corner."
Spoiler alert
Hi, I'm Griffin, your new narrator.
It's all arranged. He's coming,
You're asking: Why don't I just tell Owen and Paige what Bitsy's up to?
And it looks like there aren't gonna be any consequences anyway, so hooray.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Money in my monkey bank
New Yorkers will be outraged, and I'll step in to clean up the mess.
that's why people make Panamanian shell corporations.
If there's a will There's a way, there's a way
-Oh, God. All right, I'll be right there. -A new tag? I'll go with you.
Duh.
Big cement tub with water coming out of it? I think so.
Wait, why are you slowly stepping away as I talk?
I thought you were attacking me really gently.
-Show a little ankle in the foyer -Men love ankles.
If there's a will There's a way, there's a way
Fluffy little face
-Look at all our gear. -A tagger? Okay.
So good job, me.
He tagged the Delacorte
Could I maybe, possibly just hold the leash
I think your shorts are getting confused and scared.
Leave the money on the ground, or just walk away. That's fine.
Bitsy's being a real Buttsy.
-Hot dog time for Birdie. -Hot dog time for Birdie.
Yeah, well, put me in your will.
In Bitsy's rich-and-famous lifestyle Penthouse in the tower