Later, Darryl comes into Andy's office to collect on the five minutes of productivity talk Andy promised him earlier, but Andy would rather focus on ways to make everyone think he had a harder childhood than he did. "What if I said my dad beat me and I just left out the croquet of it all?" Darryl sits down, noticing that this report is being used as a coaster, while Andy complains about Darryl not doing his Assistant Regional Manager thing, which I guess I can't blame Andy for after all those years of watching Dwight hurl himself into tasks like this for Michael, whom Andy has totally become. But Darryl neglected to turn into Dwight, so he gets up and goes for a walk rather than tipping Andy's desk over. Jim watches him go, thoughtfully.

Pam coaches Nellie through parking her car, which almost stops before it bumps into the hedge.

Jim catches up to Darryl in the warehouse, asking if he's okay. Darryl says he's done and needs to get out of here. "It's not just today. It's every day. Seems like the better title I have, the stupider my job gets." Jim says there's always something better. "Hypothetically. If I said that there was another job. That you and I could both have... something cool, like sports marketing." Jim has Darryl's attention, even though I still don't know what "sports marketing" means. Jim asks, but what if it was in Philly? Darryl loves Philly, and Jim jumps on his agreement, like he's practicing this conversation with Pam. Which of course he is. Darryl asks if this is for real, and Jim assures him it's happening, but they need to keep it between the two of them for now. "And Pam's into it?" Darryl says, and is crestfallen when Jim gets wishy-washy about that. "It's not real until your wife is on board," Darryl says. I remember when Jim wouldn't have needed to be told that.