Angela: Good evening, Dwight. What is this?
Dwight K. Schrute: Evening, Angela. This is craps. I need to roll an eight. If I do, everyone wins.
Angela: Then roll an eight.
Dwight K. Schrute: All right. Thank you, Angela.
Angela: Good luck, Dwight.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah! Yeah! That's good stuff.
[Dwight kisses Angela. In response, she slaps him across the face]