Michael Scott: She's dead? But she's so young.
Dwight K. Schrute: She was so young and now, she's dead. As dead as every dead animal who has ever died.
Michael Scott: Oh. God.
Dwight K. Schrute: Why don't you sit down, Michael? Come on. There we go.
Jim: Michael, you didn't even know her.
Michael Scott: Try not to be so hurtful, Jim.
Dwight K. Schrute: Jim, how dare you?
Michael Scott: Please. Not at time like this.