Pam: Hey, this is not halfway! I did the math. I had to drive way longer than you. Montclair would've been closer, so you have to buy lunch.
[Jim gets down on one knee.]
Pam: What are you doing?
Jim: I just- I can't wait.
Pam: Oh, my god.
Jim: Pam, will you marry me?
Pam: Oh, my god!
Jim: So?
Pam: Yes!