Oscar: And George, his youthfulness. His, um, freedom. Evokes, um, feelings- [shouting] What are you microwaving?
Phyllis: Popcorn.
Pam: Why don't you use the microwave in the kitchen, Phyllis?
Phyllis: Someone needs to clean it. It smells like popcorn.

Phyllis: Who's that?
Kelly: Finn.
Phyllis: Who's that?
Kelly: Rachel.
Phyllis: Which one's Glee?
Kelly: You have to stop.

Pam: This is possibly our new Dunder Mifflin office.
Phyllis: Well I like being in the same building as Bob. Keeps me honest.

Phyllis: Blue Wasabi is so good, but get the cheeseburger. They say they won't do it, but they will if you make a scene.

Phyllis: I don't think I should walk anymore. You know all I had for breakfast was oatmeal, yogurt, coffee, orange juice and toast. Two poached eggs. And then half a sandwich on the bus. I can't.

Phyllis: [to Ernesto] I'm sorry, do you have any American Mexican food?

Phyllis: Sorry, I didn't know you guys were in here.
Jim: No, we're just sitting here.
Phyllis: I couldn't see your hands. Oh, hey Pam, by the way, it's great that you're dating. But when a new client calls, you just have to randomly assign them to a sales person. You can't base who gets new clients on who you're sleeping with that week. Okay?

Dwight K. Schrute: What about me?
Phyllis: What are What are you? A monk?
Dwight K. Schrute: I'm a Sith lord. Oh, big deal. Three round pieces of paper taped to a shirt. This cost me $129.
Phyllis: Ass.

Phyllis: Maybe I'll quit.

Stanley: Trust me, it only gets worse.
Martin: Is he always like this?
Ryan: Sometimes he brings more costumes.
Hannah: When do people work?
Phyllis: Oh, we find little times during the day.
Karen: How are we gonna get home?
Phyllis: Bob Vance has an air pump. He said he'd fill all our tires up.
Karen: Bob Vance of Vance Refrigeration.