Phyllis finds Angela in the conference room. She's stuck several Post-Its to her fingers and tells Angela that it's unreasonable of her to expect her to do all of them; Angela needs to pick one. Angela bitchily replies that it should be no problem for Phyllis to do them all, if she attacks the task with her usual attentiveness, to which Phyllis responds by balling up all the Post-Its and throwing them in Angela's face. If that one wasn't on Google, it really should have been.
Angela is rooting around in a box when Andy rolls up, asking her if she's looking for dinner and a movie, because she's not going to find them in there. The camera swings over to Kevin, who looks into it dubiously, waiting to see how this is going to play out. Andy continues his pitch, and Angela finally notices that he's there and starts rattling off a list of all the impossible things Michael wants her to get for the party and everything else that's bothering her, including a persistent itch on her upper back and the Greek food Kevin ate for lunch. Ew. Talk about your hot circle of garbage. Andy interviews, "They say you should never mix business with pleasure. Oh, really. Well, then explain to me how a putt-putt golf company operates." Ha! And yet, probably as grimly as any other company. Or grimmer, like the factory where they make Malibu Stacy dolls.
Pam calls Michael to tell him, "The Pizza By Alfredo guy is here." Michael wearily tells her she doesn't have to say it like that, and Pam counters that she "said it normal." Hee. Michael comes out to Reception, where the eight inferior pizzas are stacked up on Pam's desk. PBA Kid tells Michael that it's $63.50, plus tip. Michael tells him that he has a half-off coupon, so he actually only owes half of $63.50, and half a tip. Which would be what, to Michael -- a quarter? PBA Kid tells Michael that the coupon only applies to orders of two or fewer pizzas, and Michael counters that he clearly told them when he placed the order that he wanted eight pizzas. PBA Kid says he doesn't care what Michael said on the phone -- that's the PBA policy. Michael scoffs that PBA Kid couldn't have really thought Michael was going to pay $63 for pizza (um, not for one, but that's a pretty good price for eight, even if "It's not pizza!" as someone -- Oscar, I think -- calls out). Michael complains that the restriction isn't on the coupon, and that it's no way to do business. PBA Kid shrugs.
Michael, getting mad, insists that he will have his half-off coupon honoured, "end of story." PBA Kid replies, "Great story," and repeats what Michael owes. Michael slowly says, "I'm not giving that to you," and PBA Kid, mimicking him, says that he's not getting his pizzas, and goes to take them back and leave. Which, to any sensible person, would seem to solve both problems, but Michael is cheap, and is trying to make a point, and is Michael, so he decides to argue about it some more, ordering PBA Kid to stay at the office until they figure it out. He lectures to the rest of the staffers that they need to teach him a lesson: "That's not how you treat people. I don't care if it's pizza: good business is about respect and accountability and follow-through. You don't just make promises and then pull the rug out from under somebody, do you?!" You guys, I'm not sure we're still talking about pizza. Michael orders Dwight to escort PBA Kid into the conference room so that he can think about what he's done in following his boss's instructions with regard to his terrible, terrible product. PBA Kid protests half-heartedly, but ultimately picks up the pizzas and makes for the conference room, huffing, "This is stupid." "You don't even KNOW what stupid is!" shrieks Michael. "It's about to get ALL STUPID UP IN HERE!" For once, Michael is right. Although, I have to say, the biggest problem with this whole plotline is the idea that anyone -- particularly anyone this kid's age -- wouldn't have a cell phone on his person. Maybe there's a deleted scene where he curses himself for leaving it down in the car. Still. Weak.