Toby: I really think that you need to address what happened with Stanley this morning.
Michael Scott: [sighs] What are you blabbering about? Nothing happened.
Toby: Well, you know, Stanley was openly insubordinate.
Michael Scott: That, in the conference room?
Toby: Yeah.
Michael Scott: We were joshing around, the two of us. And he said, "Did I stutter?" And I said, "wh-wh-wh-what, dog?" It was joking, Toby, all right?
Toby: He didn't seem like he was joking.
Michael Scott: Well, you don't get it, because Stanley is a beautiful, sassy, powerful black man, and you're you. If you had any friends, you would understand. Friends joke with one another. "Hey, um, you're poor." "Well, hey, your mama's dead." That's what friends do. It's- You're so white.