After the ad break, Darryl sits across from Andy while he leaves a voicemail for his mom. "No big deal, just about America's national shame, thanks bye." He fakes focusing on Darryl's spiral-bound productivity report for about five seconds before copping to being distracted. Darryl assures him, "This is only weird if you make it weird." Which Andy immediately does by drawling, "Right awwn, brutha. Werrrd." What did you think was going to happen there, Darryl?
Dwight is leading Erin through the bullpen pointing out different objects things so she can practice her Dothraki nouns. "Does anyone here have fermented mare's milk?" Dwight asks the room at large. Creed shakes his head, but not before checking his drawers to make sure. On to the annex, where Erin responds to Pete's greeting with a hostile-sounding torrent of glottals, fricatives and plosives. Pete: "Okay, sorry."
Back in Pam's car, she's trying to have a conversation with Nellie while also pointing out little cues like turn signals and "red light, red light, red, red, red!" She shows Nellie a cell phone picture of a mural she did for Angela's nursery. "Angela insisted that all the animals be fully clothed," Pam explains.Andy whispers a request to Erin to remind people about their status reports, since he's trying to "downplay the whole bossy-boss thing." "Because of your slaves," Erin says understandingly. She tries to console Andy that the Dothraki word for "slavemaster" is a term of respect. She also asks if he's impressed. "That you're learning a made-up language from HBO's Game of Thrones?" he drones. In other words, he clearly isn't. "I have a lot going on today, but this was a great nerd-out," he tells her on his way back to his own office. After he leaves, Erin protests to Dwight that he didn't tell her it was a made-up language. "People laughed at Klingon at first, and now you can major in it," Dwight points out reasonably. I don't think that means anyone's stopped laughing at people who do.