Erin: Oh.
Dwight K. Schrute: You know there's a ghost in this office
Erin: Really?
Dwight K. Schrute: A woman was murdered on this very floor in 1816. Haddie McGonagle. She was a prostitute.
Erin: Why was she in this building?
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, this whole place used to be a brothel. There was a tavern on the ground floor.
Erin: That's crazy.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah, isn't it? She was bludgeoned to death by the business end of a riding crop.
Erin: Oh, my God!
Dwight K. Schrute: It was gruesome. They say she walks these hallways. If you ever feel a tapping on your shoulder, that could be Haddie. Begging for her life. And it could mean, that you're next. [Dwight taps her shoulder]
Erin: Oh! [They both laugh.]
Dwight K. Schrute: Just kidding. You finding everything okay?
Erin: Yeah.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah?
Erin: Just got some ice.
Dwight K. Schrute: [eerie voice] Erin... Erin...