As Michael enters his office again, Jan's taken off her coat. Her back is turned to him...but the camera is getting a nice big view of her nice big knockers. Damn, whatever they've padded her bra with has brought her up to at least a DD. It's such a nice job that I have to wonder whether Rick Baker was involved at some point. Anyway, Michael enters, all ready to shut Jan down, but as soon as she turns and reveals her new rack (which the camera then zooms in on like we hadn't already noticed), he is instantly dumbstruck. As he stares at her boobs, and then her face (and Jan beams back at him, this new tactic having apparently paid off just as she wanted it to), Michael VOs that Jan is in a different place now, and that it's a sign of maturity to give people second chances. Cut to his interview, as he continues: "I'm going to hear her out." I'm not sure how much his other senses are going to be working as long as his eyes have that much to work on.

After commercials, Jan strides confidently out of Michael's office, giving the rest of the Scranton branch a look at her new sweater puppies. Once she's out of earshot, Pam murmurs, "Oh my God." Jim turns, and Pam mimes a pair of gigantic bazooms over her own normal-sized chest. "Bigger, actually," says Jim. Karen watches Jim and Pam sharing a giggly moment and marches over, standing between them and making Jim talk to her instead. It's not obvious at all.

Pam interviews, "No, it's fine." She says she's sure it was weird for Jim when Pam and Roy were joking around. "That one time." Sure -- fart jokes aren't really appropriate for the office, Pam, and I'm not sure Roy's repertoire extends much further.

Over by Andy's desk, Jan spills a little water on her sweater and pats it away, as everyone considers her new additions. Meredith interviews that she'd never get a boob job, since it would be a waste of money; in her experience, men are more attracted to the back than the front. Heh. Kevin, however, counters in his own interview, "I love fake boobs. Oftentimes, you find them on strippers." But Creed finds them offensive: "Au naturel, baby. Swing low, sweet chariots." You tend to find those on strippers less often.