Nellie's in the conference room with Erin and Pete, telling them she's reinstating their task force. "You have no choice in the matter. And everybody knows it," she tells Erin. They take it pretty well. In fact, Erin's grinning as she returns to reception, and Pete tips Nellie a wink on his way back to the annex. And then Toby comes and is gross all over her. After all, if it weren't for people stealing each other's romantic partners on this show, there never would have been a Jim and Pam. Or an Andy and Erin, for that matter. Much as there soon won't be again.
Darryl and Dwight show up for their delivery, and Dwight tries to mistake Darryl's idle throat-clearing for a gleeful laugh. Indeed, the laugh threshold on this show has gotten pretty low.
People are leaving the bullpen for the day, including Meredith and the blonde Donna Reed wig she's rocking this week. When Pam's the last one still in the office, her phone rings. Jim sadly tells her that they lost the investor despite all his best efforts, which means they'll all have to "work insanely hard" over the next few weeks to fill the gaps. Pam is sympathetic, saying it kind of feels like he already has been. He asks her to upload Cece's recital video for a pick-me-up, and Pam has to admit that she blew recording it after all. Jim is a total dick about this, blaming Pam for his having missed it. Pam rightly points out that if it was so important to him he should have been there. And a second later they're in a full-on fight, with Pam pointing out that she's trying to make everything perfect while Jim is off chasing his dream, and Jim self-righteously claiming that he's in Philadelphia all the time for the sake of the family. He gets called in to the conference room, and Pam barely holds herself together long enough to wrap up the phone call as they agree to talk tomorrow. After he hangs up, she breaks down at her desk, alternately covering her face and looking up helplessly at... someone. "Hey, you okay?" asks an unfamiliar voice from off-camera. "What am I doing wrong, Brian?" she asks tearfully. The camera pans over to the guy standing next to the second camera operator and holding the boom microphone, who tells Pam, "Nothing, you're doing the best you can." To the mild shock of the guy holding one of the cameras, Brian pulls off his headphones, telescopes his boom, and goes over to comfort Pam. "Let's turn the cameras off, seriously, guys. Enough. Enough." They do. So I guess this makes Brian the new Jim and Jim the new Roy?