Toby's in on the latest bet, which is whether it's possible to swap the apple Creed's eating for a potato without his noticing, even after he bites into it. Creed doesn't notice. Karen THs that she's getting cleaned out.

Dwight drops a watermelon from the roof onto the trampoline below. He and Michael are still celebrating its safe landing when it bounces clear and smashes on a nearby car, triggering the alarm. Michael barks orders at Dwight: shut off the alarm, find out whose car it is (if it's Stanley's, check to see if James P. Albini handles hate crimes), and stick the trampoline in the baler. Dwight reminds Michael that they're not allowed to go near the baler. Michael efficiently heads off a predictable plot twist in which Dwight gets busted breaking the baler simply by saying, "Have Pudge or the sea monster do it."

Dwight lifts the "shun" on Andy just long enough to task him with getting a large inflatable house or castle. M. Small refers to those things as "jumpy castles," and Andy realizes that Dwight wants a moonbounce. He asks for petty cash, and that's when the shun goes back into effect.

Back on the roof, Dwight and Michael are looking down at the large, purple, fully-inflated castle below them. I know the days at Dunder Mifflin probably drag by, but there sure is a lot going on during this one. Dwight advises Michael to try to land like an eight-year-old. Michael's having second thoughts, but when Dwight offers to do another test, Michael declines. He just wants to do it. So Dwight helps him psych up for it, heavy-metal style.

Dwight rushes into the bullpen and dramatically announces that Michael's on the roof: "I think he wants us all to come out to the parking lot and watch him die!" "Is it nice outside?" Stanley asks. After a quick reprise of the importance of dressing warmly enough ("Will I be okay in a long-sleeved tee?" Ryan tweaks), everyone follows Dwight out.

Out in the parking lot, Dwight and Michael basically stage a whole PSA via megaphone about the seriousness of depression ,until Michael notices that the warehouse guys aren't there to witness this. Dwight realizes his mistake, and rushes inside.

In the parking lot, Pam wonders to Jim about the odds of any of this being real. Jim guesses 10,000 to one. Naturally, Kevin wants in. "If someone gives you 10,000 to one on anything," he THs, "you take it. If John Mellencamp ever wins an Oscar, I am going to be a very rich dude."