Pam: Toby, why don't you open your present?
Michael Scott: No, no, no, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey, hey- This might not be what I think that I don't even know's in there 'cause there are a lot of presents in my car, and I don't know which is which.
Toby: "Suck on this."
Michael Scott: What the hell is that?
Holly: Michael.
Michael Scott: What do you mean "Michael"?! That's not even my handwriting. Hey! What the hell is going on here?! Who thought it would be hysterical to give Toby a rock for his going-away gift?!
Dwight K. Schrute: You did.
Michael Scott: No!
Dwight K. Schrute: You made me wrap it. I thought it was over the line.