Dinner Party
Jan:This is my office.
Michael:Yep, never been used.
Jan:Not super exciting.
Michael:No.
Jan:And this is my workspace.
Michael:This is it, check that out, can you smell that? [the room is filled with candles that say 'Serenity by Jan']
Pam:Uh-huh.
Michael:As you can smell there's a lot of different odors going on in here.
Pam:So you have an office and a workspace?
Jan:I do, I cannot create in the same space I conduct business, I'm sure that you're the same with your doodles. [puts a candle to Jim's nose] Smell.
Jim:It's fire.
Jan:Uh-huh, Bonfire.
Michael:Bond.
Jan:Men love this one.
Michael:James Bond Fire. I am Bond fire, James Bond Fire. Michael Scarn. [clicks tongue]
Jan:When I get frustrated, or irritated or... angry, I come up here and I just smell all my candles and it just -poof- goes away.
Jim:Just like that.
Jan:Just like that.
Jan:So this is the master bedroom, and these walls used to like white, like an asylum. So I wanted it to be softer, So I had it painted in eggshell white.
Michael:Guess what, white and eggshell white are exactly the same color.
Jan:[puts away video camera facing the bed] Babe I thought you said you were going to tidy things up.
Michael:Well, I-
Jan:Shame on you.
Pam:What a cute bench.
Michael:Thanks, that's my bed. Jan has some space issues, so I curl up on that puppy.
Jim:Really? 'cause... seems pretty narrow... and short.
Michael:It's actually a lot bigger than it seems. Look at this. [Lies down]
Jan:See, he fits perfectly.