Angela: Gosh, she drank so much. And so quickly.
Dwight K. Schrute: In her prime, Shirles could put away homemade schnapps morning noon and night.
Shirley: [coughs and laughs in her sleep]
Dwight K. Schrute: Now all it takes is half a liter. She's dreaming. Alright, let's get her out to the yard so you can spray her down.
Angela: Spray her down?
Dwight K. Schrute: No, it's a lot better than it sounds. There's a private shower area. Very tasteful, very rustic.