Exit Robert, with the usual effect of making everyone out in the bullpen suddenly look super busy. As Andy follows him out, Robert asks the room at large why they're still there if the superstores were supposed to put them out of business. Kevin almost sidetracks the conversation with an overly literal answer, but Robert wrestles it back on course: "The era of personal service is back. You are back." He adds that customers will thank them for their higher prices, and they'll say, "You are welcome." For that, he gets a round of applause from everyone (and a kiss to the cheek from Erin, returning with his hot coffee). On his way out, Robert tells Andy loud enough for everyone to hear that he chose him for a reason: he wants him to "lead these people." And he wants Andy to do it by doubling last quarter's four percent growth. Andy chuckles amiably, joking that it's done, but Robert's serious. "Double," he repeats without turning around. To overextend the metaphor, Andy's peace of mind is now Alderaan.

Andy gets right to work inspiring people by sitting on Jim's desk, knocking shit over, and inviting everyone to "rap." Because that always worked so well for Michael. They don't think they can double their sales; after all, if they could, they already would have. Jim makes a few actual suggestions about any new leads or territories or a possible new big client, and since nobody else is coming up with anything that sounds less like work, Andy just says, "Fart," and stumbles back into his office.

Justine shows up when Kevin's using the fax machine at Reception in Erin's absence, causing him to get completely flustered until he panics and yells, "Darryl! A girl!" Darryl happily comes out and introduces Justine to "Jim.. Oscar... Everyone." Justine wants to go someplace private, so he takes her into his office and closes the blinds. That should cover it.

Andy finds Dwight in the kitchen mixing up brownies and acting like he doesn't care about profits. Andy makes small talk about the beet farm, which is just cover for fishing for ideas on doubling sales, until Dwight snaps, "You wanted the job, the job is yours, just do the job!" Then he pulls it together and says he'll do his, dumping walnuts into the mix. Kevin, through the window: "Noooo!"