Michael Scott: Hey remember what we talked about in the car on the way out? "Only the best and the brightest"?
Pam: He's nice, and he seems interested.
Michael Scott: He's totally wrong, Pam. [to Justin] Hi. How you doin'? Listen, I don't think that a handsome, funny, smart, funny-looking kid like you should limit himself. You could do whatever you wanna do. You could be a classy janitor or a cashier with dignity or a migraine worker. Maybe for you, paper should be more of a hobby.
Justin: Sorry for wasting your time.
Michael Scott: Oh, no problem. And he signed! He put his name on the piece of- Okay, that was supposed to be a blank canvas on which to put their hopes and dreams, and he just made it into a stupid piece of paper. We need another one immediately.
Darryl: Yeah, the booth is lame without it.