Michael Scott: [on the phone] Michael Scott calling for David. Tell him to call me ASAP as possible.

Pam: I can tell Michael's mood by which comedy routine he chooses to do. The more infantile, the more upset he is. And he just skipped the Ace Ventura talking butt thing. He never skips it. This is bad.

Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, Michael, come on, no. You have to charm them.
Receptionist: [answering phone] David Wallace's office.
Dwight K. Schrute: Hey there, gorgeous. How you doing today?
Receptionist: I'm good, thank you.
Dwight K. Schrute: How's it hanging?
Receptionist: All right.
Dwight K. Schrute: Good. Listen. My name is Michael Scotch. And I just wanted to say that I've got David Wallace's son in the trunk of my car. If he doesn't get on this phone in five seconds-
Michael Scott: What are you doing? God! Oh, my God!