Jim: You just got yourself kicked out of your apartment.
Pam: [laughing] Oh, I don't care. I don't really like that place that much anyway. I'll just move.
Jim: Oh, really? Who's gonna take you in? You're messy. You're a klutz, you spill everything. And you leave the volume on the TV way too loud.
Pam: Yeah. Maybe I'll just move in with my boyfriend 'cause he's kind of a slob, too.
Jim: Okay. Sure. Let's do it.
Pam: No, I- Um. Well, I'm not gonna- I'm- I'm not gonna move in with anyone unless I'm engaged.
Jim: Have I not proposed you yet?
Pam: I don't- No.
Jim: Oh. Well, that's comin'.
Pam: Oh, right now?
Jim: No. I'm not gonna do it right here. That would be rather lame.
Pam: Okay, so then when?
Jim: Pam, I'm not gonna tell you. I hate to break it to you, but that's not how it works.
Pam: Oh, right. Yeah.
Jim: Wait, I'm serious. It's happening.
Pam: Okay.
Jim: And when it happens, it's going to kick your ass, Beesly. So... Stay sharp.
Pam: I've been warned.