Phyllis: I need you to put the Christmas tree back up.
Angela: It's outside.
Phyllis: I didn't ask you where it was. I told you where it needs to be.
Angela: Shut up.
Phyllis: Excuse me?
Angela: I'm not moving the tree. Face it, the only power you have over me is this little secret that I know you're not gonna tell. Oh, and you wanna know how I know that? Because then you won't be able to plan your stupid, tacky parties anymore. So you move the tree.
Phyllis: Okay. [loudly] Angela's having sex with Dwight. I caught them doing it after Toby's going away party.
Dwight K. Schrute: Well, don't look so surprised.