Dwight K. Schrute: Phyllis, someone let the air out of your tires. Come quick.
Phyllis: Oh, dear.
[outside:]
Dwight K. Schrute: I had to get your attention. This is an emergency.
Phyllis: Why couldn't you just said it? Why did you actually do it?
Dwight K. Schrute: Listen, she ignored my ultimatum. Now what?
Phyllis: Now you move on.
Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, fine. I've moved on. Now how do I get her back?
Phyllis: Dwight, I don't think you. I think you've got your answer.
Dwight K. Schrute: Wait, that's it? That's your advice? I thought you had some kind of big master plan.
Phyllis: Well, I just think we all deserve to be with someone who wants to be with us.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, I get it. You're trying to secure your place as head of the party-planning committee. You're just being selfish. [Phyllis slaps Dwight] And you slap like a girl.