Michael's office. He takes a call from Pam about "the suggestion box meeting." He pretends to be busy, but she reminds him that he specifically asked to be interrupted about the meeting while he was talking to Jan. Jan indeed wants to sit in, but suddenly, Michael doesn't seem to want Jan there. Nothing doing -- it's meeting time.

Suggestion box meeting. Conference room. Michael tells the team that he always reads their suggestions every week, and that he is careful to "scrutinize" every one to see what's going on. Unfortunately for Michael, the first suggestion he pulls is about Y2K preparations. Kelly calls him on this untimely suggestion, which Michael suggests got "stuck in the box." The next question is about outreach to depressed employees, and Michael is sure it's a joke, since no one is depressed, but Phyllis reminds Michael about the guy who used to work there, who [Phyllis pantomimes shooting herself in the head]. Michael just dismissively says "that guy was weird" and moves on to the next question. Jan looks at him with increasing concern.

The next suggestion says, "You need to do something about your B.O." Michael gently says this suggestion, whomever it may be for, is "more of a personal suggestion." Toby, showing the streak of malice toward Michael that peeks out just now and then, can't help himself: "Aren't the...suggestions meant...for you?" he asks. Michael says that if Toby is "inferring" that Michael has B.O., Michael finds that a "poor choice of words." I would tend to believe that Michael has B.O. myself. After Creed gives Michael a lesson in infer/imply, Michael accuses Creed of having a certain "stank" himself. Creed looks appalled, and then he laughs. Michael pulls out another suggestion, which is about Michael's (presumably) coffee breath. This is going nowhere! Not helpful! Angela protests, "Sometimes you talk to us real close," and Michael tightly asks if that's too "hard" for her. Angrily, he pulls out another suggestion, which turns out to be not a suggestion at all, but a piece of gum. But things haven't even gotten as bad as they're going to get, since the next suggestion as read by Dwight is, "Don't sleep with your boss." I'm thinking Kevin, on that one. Dwight looks over at Michael and says, "Do you think this is referring to you boning Jan?"