At the next weigh-in, there's no change, and tempers are flaring. Andy THs, "This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my entire life. I haven't had a very hard life."
Hearing Holly tell Oscar about her date, Michael lets out a moan. Everyone freezes, and the moment stretches out. Not enough to make an hourlong episode, but close. I shouldn't complain. There's nowhere near the amount of padding in this episode that we saw last season. I think that at this time last year, Michael was imagining deities out loud, reeeaally slowly. Anyway, Michael calls Jim into his office to yell at him for sabotaging him with Holly. Well, jeez, Michael, you're the one who took advice from someone who took three years to ask Pam out.
Dwight announces that he's going to "randomly" select three names to get liposuction on their own dime: "StanleyPhyllisKevin."
Ryan comes back to the annex to apologize to Kelly. "I was in my mid-20s, I was going through a lot of stuff, I never really processed 9/11." Still on the excuse overkill, I see. Ryan asks her out for a drink, but she shoots him down. Good for her.
Dwight apologizes to Phyllis, and offers to make it up to her by bringing her in on a Shrute Fire Sale. She takes him up on it for a 40% share of the commission.
And Kelly makes out with Darryl right next to the reception desk for Ryan's...well, not benefit, exactly.
In the break room -- with the produce rotting in the vending machine -- Holly, Michael, and Jim share lunch. Kind of an adjustment for Jim. "It will force me to become acquaintances with people I consider co-workers."
Pam's in the student union or whatever, hanging with a group of students. One of them makes a joke about an old lady being an ex of his, and clearly Jim is writing his dialogue. Of course, when Jim calls, Pam blows him off. "I made friends," she tells him happily. For a moment I wish this were not a TV show, because in real life that moment would be nothing, but when it comes to the little people in the box, things like this never bode well.
Phyllis comes storming into the office, all sweaty because Dwight ditched her five miles away and made her walk back. "And you burned over a thousand calories," Dwight congratulates her. Phyllis goes right to her phone and dials for David Wallace. You think she's going to mention that Dwight haggled with her over the commission split?