Bert: Very low pressure in the Sargasso Sea, warm air from South America, cold air from Greenland. All signs point to the perfect storm.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah, perfectly mediocre.
Bert: What are you, anyway?
Dwight K. Schrute: I'm a Jamaican zombie woman. Leave me alone, ghoul.
Bert: If you had some really big wings with blades on the end, you'd kind of look like Kerrigan from Starcraft.
Dwight K. Schrute: Damnit. I am Kerrigan from Starcraft! I've been censored.
Bert: If you're going to be a Zerg, at least be a Lurker, not some girl.
Dwight K. Schrute: Kerrigan is ruler of the Zerg swarm!
Bert: Yeah, she also has boobs.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah, but no nipples.