Random footage of people at Casino Night, playing games, cheering, drinking, kissing. Pam and Roy, kissing. Rather loudly. Loud enough. Jim not looking. Michael walks through the crowd; we follow him to greet Carol. He hops around gingerly for a second and then startles her with a weird, spazzy peck on the cheek. Noticing -- for once -- that his behavior is confusing, he swoops in and pecks the other cheek. "That's how we do it in the paper biz. It's European." The thing about naÃ¯ve boys like him is they assume that, because they have no knowledge of their own, there's no such thing as "knowledge," and facts are less like facts and more like opinions; it's understandable, if maddening, but the end effect is that you feel talked down to, from below.
Dwight approaches, and Michael kisses him on both cheeks as well. Dwight gives Carol a creepy smile, then leans in close and whispers conspiratorially to Michael: "Codename: ReMax is here. No sign of Lan Jevinson." Stealth, thy name is Schrute.
Dwight: "I'm Michael's wingman, I've got his back. Two dates. He's got two dates tonight." He laughs, and then abruptly stops. "My job is to keep Jan away from Carol, and vice versa.
"Michael said: â˜We must deceive them, so as not to hurt them. And in that way, we honor them.'" He nods curtly. They are a very upsetting pair.
Michael offers Carol a drink, telling her that the party's catered by Hooters in such a manner as to convey excitement about this concept. She's mystified. So much has gone on in just a few seconds! He runs off to get her a drink; at a nearby table we see Creed snaking some of a random's poker chips.
Creed: "Oh, I steal things all the time. It's just something I do. I stopped caring a long time ago." Over footage of Creed with his hand up a vending machine, he continues. "You should see how many supplies I've taken from this place. Honestly...I love stealing things." This last with more glee than I've ever seen on his face.
Billy from Beekman, the property management guy in the wheelchair that Michael freaked out on when he cooked his foot, is at a gaming table. His hot girlfriend takes off for a drink, and Michael approaches. Poor Billy. "Billy, your nurse is hot!" Clearly his girlfriend. "Your nurse became your girlfriend? Sweet!" She was never his nurse, of course. "I met her at Chili's. She was my waitress." And Michael smoothly ends the conversation in about the awesomest way ever: "Chili's is great," he says, and then...wanders away. Billy pretends Michael never existed.