After the excellent Halloween costume-filled teaser, it's like three B-plots this week, which I think will be reflected in my episode grade.
First of all, Holly has been summarily transferred to the Nashua branch for dating Michael. The eight-hour drive to move her there is more than long enough for the excitement of the road trip to deteriorate into despair for Holly about their chances as a long-distance couple. Michael at first takes this with his usual grace, which is to say none. But he eventually manages to say goodbye to Holly like a man, and singing the blues with Darryl on the long, lonely drive back to Scranton seems to help him. It's not working for me, though. I'm going to miss that dorky HR chick.
Jim's also on the road, meeting Pam and his two brothers in New York for lunch. The other two Halperts decide to prank Jim by "pretending" to make fun of Pam's career ambitions. Jim is not amused. Which would be fine, but neither am I.
That leaves Dwight to hold things down both at the office and on the comedy front, as he takes on the Andy-irking project of becoming a Cornell man. Andy tries to turn the tables on him, but Dwight turns them right back, literally. So look out, Dartmouth.
Oh, my good God, it's Halloween at Dunder Mifflin Scranton. Stanley's napping under rubber a Creature from the Black Lagoon mask, and Kelly asks Phyllis (ask Raggedy Ann) to walk her to the fax machine because she's tottering dangerously on her Carrie Bradshaw heels. Ryan comes over to lend a hand as Gordon Gekko (a bit on the nose, there, Ryan). "Oh, from the insurance commercials," Kelly chirps. Suddenly a completely dead-on Dark Knight Joker stalks in. "Whoa, awesome!" says Oscar from behind his Uncle Sam hat and beard."Let's put a smile on that face!" Creed hisses, terrifyingly in character. Either as himself or as the Joker, it doesn't really matter. Kevin indignantly stands up in his own poor version of Joker makeup and protests, "Dammit, Creed! I've been up since four!" Andy struts up to Jim (who's sporting a "Dave" nametag sticker as his costume, because a Jim costume is nothing if not low-impact) in a head-to-toe Cats getup. "We were looking for kitten," he corrects Jim. Well, I'm sure Angela likes it. Long, awkward pause, which is thankfully broken by Pam calling from Corporate in New York. "My costume's getting a lot of attention," she says from inside a Charlie Chaplin outfit. The camera pulls back to show she's the only one at the office who's wearing a costume. Yeah, apparently they don't do that there. "I can't even take off my hat," she THs, "because then I'm Hitler."
And Dwight walks into the lobby and gets on the elevator in his own perfect Joker costume (aside from his glasses), delivering his own Joker tagline. The effect is kind of spoiled when the elevator door closes on him prematurely, but he doesn't seem to mind.
Holly and Michael are prepping for a seven-hour road trip, because she's apparently been transferred back to her old branch in Nashua. Yeah, David Wallace didn't waste any time when he found out she was dating Michael, apparently. While waiting for Darryl to drive them out in the warehouse truck piled high with Holly's stuff, they goof off dorkily with the CB radio, until Darryl snaps at them not to touch it. In a TH, Holly says it's been a weird week; when they learned about the transfer, she and Michael spent about ten seconds arguing like seven-year-olds about quitting DM and getting jobs in each other's respective cities, then never brought it up again. Apparently the well-known debating technique known as "jinx" figured prominently. Well, that certainly sounds like a good sign.