In the conference room, Pam, Toby, and Nellie confront the bearded warehouse worker, Frank, who isn't talking. Pam tries to prime the pump by apologizing for encroaching on his space and waits expectantly. "I'm sorry I didn't like your crappy doodles," Frank spits. "I drew a butt. Big deal, Butts are funny." Pam disagrees, so he advises her to get the stick out of hers, and announces that they can't fire him, so "screw you." He gets up and leaves, and Pam asks what Toby's going to do about this. He and Nellie agree that it seemed pretty sincere, so clearly that's going to be the end of it, officially at least. Pam takes her frustrations out to Dwight, who mocks her touchy-feeliness until she declares, "We should go scorched earth on that guy's face." Dwight THs, "Normally I find Pam to be a comforting if un-arousing presence around the house, like a well-watered fern. But today she has tapped into this vengeful, violent side and I'm like, wow, Pam has kind of a good butt." What is with the butts this episode? Back at their desk-clump, Pam tells Dwight that they need an infiltrator. Dwight turns in his chair to look at Clark, who is oblivious to his very near future. "He even looks like a mole," Dwight says.

At the campaign birthday party, some grayhair comments on the obvious connection between Robert and Oscar, and Robert readily agrees that they're good friends, then loudly turns Oscar into a prop for what is an obviously premeditated appeal to Latino voters. Even Angela does an embarrassed facepalm at this craven display, although it's hard to tell whether she's more embarrassed on Oscar's behalf or her own. Oscar looks hurt, but THs after the fact that Robert could have invited any of the Hispanic people he knows. Like his gardener, who Oscar belatedly realizes is Malaysian.

Apparently Darryl and Jim are spending their lunch breaks at home. Jim gives Darryl some grief about his labeling habit, and Darryl admits that he gets "finicky" about his stuff. Jim thinks they're all good, but rolls his eyes when Darryl refuses to tell him what's in his lunch cooler. And when Darryl fires up the DVR and wonders where his Tavis Smileys are, Jim says, "Oh, crap, were those yours?" You know, Michael had his faults, but that's a mistake he never would have made.

Dwight and Pam theatrically drag Clark down to the warehouse, dressed in a coverall as though they're banishing him to the warehouse. Clark plays along, but quietly says, "Pam, you know this is ridiculous, right? I mean you're smart--" but Pam pops a stocking cap on his head and sends him on in there with a reminder to remember his lines.