Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, Guillermo, you know I don't like to micromanage.
- Hi. - Hi. You guys sell sandwiches?
All clear. No spic, just span. Over.
...was such an asshole.
Goal.
I might have a Tide stick.
Soothing your conscience at the expense of others.
But you said it didn't travel well.
You know, in the restaurant, this is delicious.
You gave her that portion and then, from what I hear...
Holy shit.
You stay.
But I didn't instruct you to do that, did I?
...which clearly you don't, so I guess we all have our things.
Thoughts?
What about gourmet sandwiches?
You question my motives.
I have no health insurance, no money, and an arrest record.
We'll go out to the source.
I don't see why I have to go. Silas doesn't.
It stinks. Good thing you're sexy.