At Schrute Farm, Dwight is playing the unctuous innkeeper, offering Jim and Pam their choice of three themed rooms: "America," "Irrigation," or "Nighttime." Pam immediately chooses "Irrigation," which Jim deems "nice." Dwight asks whether they have any special needs. Jim says they'll need a bedtime story, which causes Dwight irritably to drop the routine; he doesn't even relent when Jim suggests something a Harry Potter. They can't get into it, though, because Dwight orders Mose to fetch the bags...
...and then we're being admitted to the Irrigation Room. The camera kind of goes crazy trying to take in the many (apparently ornamental) bits of pipe, the twin beds, and Jim and Pam's enthralled reaction, and then Dwight takes his leave, promising to return in time for the tablemaking demonstration. Oh man, I hope Jim charged up his digital camera for all the memorymaking they'll also be doing!
Call centre. Nick calls the staff to a meeting. Michael turns to the camera and mutters, "These meetings are useless." HA! If Michael could appreciate irony, he'd love that one.
In the meeting, Nick reminds everyone to stick to their scripts. "Very inspirational," murmurs Michael sarcastically, and everyone chuckles. Wow, Michael's the Jim of the call centre! Nick forges ahead, saying that there will be a $50 bonus to the guy who makes the most sales. One woman corrects him on his gender-specific choice of word, and Michael offers, "Or trained seal." Nick tells him that he can make jokes once he's made a sale, and Michael shuts up. My bad: Michael is the Ryan of the call centre.
Schrute Farm. Jim guesses that their odds of being murdered at the Farm are 1 in 6. He goes on to interview that this is their first night away together, which he always envisioned happening differently -- a nice dinner, wine that wasn't made from beets, less manure. We see that the farm tour is comprehensive enough to include an opportunity for actual fertilization, though it quickly devolves when Mose starts pelting Dwight with clods of manure. How in the world could Angela leave all this?
Call centre. Michael calls Stanley, who instantly recognizes his voice and won't play along with any of the ruses Michael invents to make the moment less awkward. I'm kind of sad that we don't get to see this moment from Stanley's side, but then again, my mental image of Stanley in his plaid recliner watching a "mystery stories" and doing a crossword is clear enough that maybe we don't need that after all.