Frame Toby
Pam:When it comes down to it, it's a health issue. I should have written that.
Jim:Mmhmm, yeah.
Pam:[looks up] Why aren't you as mad or interested in this as me?
Jim:Oh totally. Sorry, are we talking about the microwave still?
Pam:Are you inching away from me?
Jim:No.
Pam:Reach your arms out.
Jim:[laughs and swings his arm out which doesn't come close to touching the reception desk] I'm always this close.
Michael:Pamtown lady sing this song, doo-dah doo-dah. Hello, Pam. Jim may I have a moment with Pam please.
Jim:Yes, I just have to take this call anyway so...
Michael:Oh, oooh his mistress. No. I'm kidding. No one would ever cheat on you; you are the complete package, Pam.
Pam:What do you need, Michael?
Michael:Okay, what I would like you to do is take this folded note, and deliver it to Toby Flenderson? I just want you to just react to whatever this note elicits. Do not read it beforehand. Can you do that for me?
Michael:Good. [Pam stands up and starts reading note] N-no no no, don't.
Pam:Please hug and kiss me, no matter how hard I struggle. I'm too shy to tell you that I love you.'
Michael:Pam. Pam, you gave me your word.