Michael Scott: That fettuccine is hitting my stomach like a rock.
Dwight K. Schrute: You got nothing to worry about. I put Imodium in Toby's coffee before the race.
Michael Scott: Excellent! Simpsons! Wait, Imodium or ex-lax?
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Toby: I'm making great time. Usually I have to take a bathroom break halfway through a race like this, but not today.