Andy tells Kevin and Oscar that there's a party in his room (why waste the Honeymoon Suite, after all?), and Kevin asks what they can bring, "$40 dollars for beer, and any hot chicks you know, because that would help me deliver on some promises I made," Andy answers.
Pam encounters Angela in the hallway on her way to the hotel bar. Angela wants to shut that down, and then insists on going with her to chaperone. Which is, like, just about the nicest thing I've seen Angela do in years. Pam's like, never mind.
In Dwight's room, he's changed into a three-wolf-moon t-shirt, which does not impress Michael (who I guess is sleeping in there after all). That is, until Dwight howls at the moon ling enough to make Michael join in.
Down in the bar, Oscar tells Kevin, "There's no such thing as a good hairpiece." Kevin pets Oscar's hair, just as Pam's blonde sister walks by.
Dwight is talking about his farm to Michael and a couple of chicks. Michael wants to shut this down because it's not relatable, but they want to hear about the horses. He has 9 ¾ of them, you now. He THs about his "burger-on-the-go" that allows you to get burgers from a horse without killing it." I don't know if he shares that part with the ladies or not.
There's a dance party going on in Andy's room. Ever since "Café Disco," I don't recap dancing on this show.
Michael is telling a blonde about how Pixar movies make him cry, until Dwight comes up and tells him to abort. "I found twins!" Michael ditches the blonde. "I'm sorry, you understand. Nice to meet you." Oddly, she doesn't seem to. And then the twins turn out to be a couple of dudes. "Aren't they magnificent?" Dwight marvels. "Something's wrong with you," Michael says.
Back to the honeymoon suite, and I'm still not recapping dancing. Suffice to say that Andy hurts himself pretty badly doing the splits, at least going by the girl-shriek he emits. For some reason, Erin and Kevin drag him to Pam's room, where he knocks on her door and tells her, "I tore my scrotum. I need you to take me to the hospital." Just what Pam needed.
Andy ices his crotch in Pam's room, telling her that everyone else is too drunk to drive. Pam gets Jim on the phone to help, and did you know they could say someone is "icing his balls" on TV? Jim's having a little trouble processing what Pam's telling him, to the point where she snaps, "Please stop saying 'what?'" IT turns out that Jim's also drunk, out with Michael and Dwight. "Are you pushing me off the phone?" she demands. "No!" Jim insists. "Let's talk for a long time!" Good answer. And it gets her off the phone.