In the tag, Dwight and Pam are on their way out when they tell Molly she should quit. Dwight adds sympathetically, "I know it can't be easy working for Jan. God luck with your feelings." After she's gone, Pam tells Dwight that was nice and he should ask for her number. But Dwight already has her license number, and he promises to let Pam know when he's "curried favor with her." "Why me?" asks Pam, slightly touched. Dwight says, "Because you are my friend. And you are a woman. And women love gossip! It's like air to you people, ugh, God, blegh, blegh!" Pam follows him out with that small smile that tells us Dwight's a pig and all is right with the world.
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