Scranton. Jim versus Darryl. Jim wins a point with a decent shot, giving Pam a chance to gloat for once. Of course, Kelly's response ("Yeah, the floppy-haired girl you date won a point") and the fact that Darryl still wins the game by a healthy margin end up taking most of the wind out of her sails. After more post-game smack talk ("Hey (hey) you (you), I don't like your boyfriend! Cuz, cuz, cuz, cuz, cuz he sucks at ping pong!") Pam's finally had enough and she challenges Kelly to a one-on-one game. They both bring the smack talk, but when it comes to actually playing, it becomes all too clear that they are girls and thus suck at ping pong. Jim and Darryl sneak off to play another game up in the conference room.
Depression Deposition. Everyone's left the room but Michael and David Wallace. David seems honestly sad to have seen Michael go through such a humiliating process, and he sincerely apologizes. Michael accepts it, for whatever its worth. Then Michael, just as sincerely says, "David, I think you're a nice guy too." It's almost impossible to tell whether Michael means that at face value or as a dig at David's coded testimony, but it manages to let Michael recoup some dignity either way. Michael interviews that he ultimately sided with Corporate because Jan brought the diary with her to New York even before she knew about the Jamaica photo. "You expect to get screwed by your company, but you never ever expect to get screwed by your girlfriend." And it's so true. On the silent, awkward drive home, Michael and Jan haggle over inexpensive dinner options, now that the $4 million is almost certainly off the table. They settle on fast food. And I want to drink an eight-ounce glass of Draino. What better way to say good-bye to The Office for the foreseeable future (pay your writers, AMPTP, damn) than with this incredibly soul-killing story.
Lucky for us, there's a tag at the end with Dwight and Mose playing world-class ping pong in the warehouse, after hours. It's good enough where I start to think about things like CGI effects or, failing that, how many takes it could have taken them to get such a perfect, long rally. Anyway, come back soon, Office!