Michael's Birthday
Michael:[Dwight knocks on door] Yeah.
Dwight:Yes. There he is, the birthday boy!
Michael:Ohh, god.
Dwight:Birthday hug!
Michael:No no no, no, new suit, please.
Dwight:That suit is amazing.
Michael:Thank you very much. It is from Italy. [checks jacket] Actually--- no, Bulgaria.
Dwight:Mmm. Maybe I should get one.
Michael:Good luck. One of a kind.
Dwight:Ebay. Hm. Question! May I be in charge of the party planning festivities?
Michael:Not necessary, the party planning committee is all over it. They've been working twenty-four seven all day yesterday.
Dwight:Excellent. On my part, I did manage to reserve the...
Michael:Don't! Nope! Please, don't want to spoil it for anybody. Spoil the surprise.
Dwight:Let's get the party started. [Begins 'raising the roof']
Michael:Let's get the party started. Not the way I taught you! [Michael joins in]