Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, man! You are so busted! Ice skates, shopping bags? I think I know what's going on here. You weren't sick at all.
Gil: Who is this?
Dwight K. Schrute: This is Dwight Schrute. Who is this?
Gil: Gil.
Oscar: Are you going to tell Michael?
Dwight K. Schrute: How about this. I don't tell Michael, and in exchange, you owe me one great big, giant favor, redeemable by me at a time and place of my choosing.