[As Michael and Deangelo embrace in an awkward hug:]
Michael Scott: Why did you have to be so damn good?
Deangelo: I... I'm adequate. I'm half as good as you.
Michael Scott: No, no, no. Come on. You are good, they know it.
Deangelo: Will you do me a favor and enjoy this time, okay? You've worked so hard, get your senioritis on. It's Lake Havasu time!
Michael Scott: Guess I've been working so hard I forgot what it's like to be hardly working.