Mitchell: What do you want from me?
Pam: Miles.
Mitchell: Uh, what?
Pam: I know all you fancy people have rewards cards. Being all cooped up has given me the travel bug.
Mitchell: But I've been saving those. I bought groceries at a gas station for six months to get triple points. For... For Lily's birthday breakfast, we gave her something called Pop Zarts.
Pam: I want them in my account by the end of the day or I tell Cameron.
Mitchell: But I almost have enough for two off-peak flights to Paris.
Pam: Ha, "monkey wrench."
Mitchell: Yeah, that's putting it mildly.
Pam: No, that's how you fix a broken gorilla, you dummy.