Pam: I finally feel ready. Athlead is growing.
Jim: Athleap.
Pam: And Jim can jump back in without skipping a beat. We'll come back to visit. But I think it's time for us to officially-
Dwight K. Schrute: No, don't say it. You're fired! You're both fired!
Jim: Dwight, come on. Don't end on a bad note.
Dwight K. Schrute: Don't be an idiot. It's for the severance. The best that I can do is one month for every year you've been here. That's the max.
Pam: Thanks, Dwight.
Jim: Hey, and if you're ever in Austin...
Dwight K. Schrute: Whoa. Right. For what, the art? The music? The incredible nightlife? No, thank you. But if you're ever in the area, you'll always have a place to stay... in my barn.
Jim: There it is.