After commercials, Ryan is walking along a country road when Dwight pulls up beside him to say how sorry he is, adding that Mose was sorry too, and sent along a basket of eggs and fat-back bacon to express his regrets. You know, as Emily Post always said you should. Dwight says Mose also sent "something he whittled," proffering a little wooden Venus of Willendorf. So Mose has actually evolved from an outsider artist savant to a backwoods manchild. Well, maybe that's actually a shorter trip.

Stamford. Andy comes back to his desk with a cup of coffee, only to discover that he has been chair-switched. Tough break, J.Crew.

Ryan has apparently relented in his rage, and is back in Dwight's passenger seat as Dwight drives along, still apologizing, and explaining that he and Jim never got along, and that he didn't want the same thing to happen with him and Ryan -- he wanted them to be "an unstoppable team." Ryan wearily says that he didn't care about that; he just wanted to go on a sales call. Dwight: "Oh, screw gun -- the sales call!" He pulls a U-Turn. If Ryan has reservations about going on his first sales call in a suit redolent with manure, he doesn't say so.

Scranton branch. Michael's back in his office, working (as much as he ever does) and listening to Gary Glitter's "Rock & Roll Part II." It's loud enough that everyone out in the bullpen is also forced to react, though not as much as Michael, who seems to be so wired on his pretzel that he's moved to put on an impromptu step-aerobics class before calling Coselli back and trying to close a deal -- though he's actually a tiny bit more subdued than he was earlier. There's no Cosby impression, at least.