Dwight K. Schrute: Found him!
Michael Scott: Jim, we're getting crapped on. Word is that our branch sucks, and we have to do something about it.
Jim: So what are you going to do?
Michael Scott: What are we going to do? We are going to make a monster sale, that's what we're going to do. Corcroan dropped Staples.
Jim: Did they?
Michael Scott: Yes they did. Oh, yes they did. And we are going to murder it. You, me, Dwight are going to jump into my PT Cruiser, and we're going to crush this sale. We're going to prove- What the hell is that music?
Pam: It's Vivaldi, for Finer Things.
Michael Scott: That's the problem. That's the problem. We need rock n' roll, Pam, rock n' roll. All right? [Michael runs into Toby, who is holding fine china and wearing a bow-tie] Oh, my God. That's why people are leaving. I- I have no words.