Out in the bullpen, Angela wants someone to say something. Stanley says he did, when they were thinking of hiring Jim. "Now look at what he's doing to us." Nellie quickly jumps on the blame Jim-bandwagon, and even Oscar agrees that they can't blame Dwight, being a weirdo, for bringing in weirdoes. Pam points out that she's the one who's going to have to sit next to whoever it is, and is actually rooting for Nate. She gets up to go work on her mural, leaving Jim looking thoughtful and pensive.
After the ads, Jim is on the phone to David Wallace, asking if he can have some input. Dwight horns in on the call, putting it on speaker, and when Wallace says Jim wants in, Dwight gets pretty owly about it, seeing Jim's barely around anymore anyway. And in fact, Wallace throws in that they're going to start paying Jim only for the days he actually works. Jim has the nerve to be thrown by this. Worse, Wallace brings up the call he and Jim have scheduled for later, so Jim has to try to ask Wallace for investment funds with Dwight standing right there. And worst of all, he's about ten words into his pitch when Wallace cuts him off. Fortunately, Dwight is still there to mock him. Jim doesn't even bother to answer his next call.
Down in the warehouse, Pam is back at work on the mural and Hide is back at work heckling her from below. "They're giving out jobs upstairs, why don't you go up and get one?" she snaps before returning to work.
Stanley enters the men's room to find Troy drying his suit pants under the hand dryer. "Whoops," he explains. In the break room, Mose's brother steps out from the vending machine he's been lurking behind to touch Darryl's head, apparently never having felt a black man's hair before. In the kitchen, Jim, Nellie, and Darryl are taking Dwight to task for wanting to hire freaks, but Dwight stubbornly compares his friends to another supposed freak: Spider-Man. Darryl agrees, "Your friends are like Spider-Man, if he'd got bitten by a spider and then got really into masturbating."
The latest candidate is a psycho named "Wolf," apparently one of Dwight's paintball buddies. He angrily refuses to sell Dwight a single sheet of paper even in a softball role-playing exercise. Then Hide runs down his overqualifications from back in Japan until Dwight tells him, "This isn't gonna work out."
Now that the interviews are over. Dwight tells us how great all his candidates are, but soon he's literally rolling on the floor in indecision. His old babysitter offers to change him ("I do that myself now," he says sadly) and asks if he's going to make a decision before her car gets towed. Which it already has. Trevor, Wolf and Dwight's other cousin come in saying Dwight shouldn't feel bad, no matter which one of them he picks. "Or none of you?" Dwight trial-balloons nervously. They all agree that would be humiliating.