Pam and Andy find Darryl alone in his office. Andy advises Darryl to play it cool with Val, but Pam advises him to make a move, like Jim did. With her, not with Kathy.

Ryan and Erin are still hiding under the counter with chefs working around them, somehow not hearing them as they whisper to each other, or noticing the cameras filming them. Erin suggests Ryan move down to Florida with her. She even hints that maybe they could hook up, in six months or so. Stunned by this timeline, Ryan coldly tells Erin he's in love with Kelly. His swath of destruction just keeps getting wider.

At Nellie's suggestion, Dwight tries to read her thoughts by pressing his giant forehead to hers, but he's only picking up a seven and two ones. So Nellie spells it out for him: meet her in his room in seven minutes for some one-on-one time. He hands over his card key, and she takes it, but not without planting a kiss on his mouth. As she steps away, Dwight calls her back, supposedly so he can write his room number on the card. He THs, "Win at all costs, don't respect women. These are the tenets I was brought up with and they have served me well. But my ancestors never worked in corporate America." Dwight's speech goes on to explain that one of his ancestors is his own time-traveling self, so it goes a little off-track.

The Scranton gang is finally done working. As they break up for the night, Val holds Darryl back to apologize, and asks if they can never talk about it again. Darryl agrees, but points out, "Me and you? I don't think that's ridiculous. Dot dot dot...dot dot." Well, now it's out there. And Val looks a bit stunned.