Frame Toby
Ryan:[kissing Kelly against her desk] You did that for me?
Kelly:Mmhmm.
Ryan:Are you happy you did?
Toby:Hey guys that's really inappropriate.
Ryan:[kisses for a little longer] What's up?
Michael:Um, I got some photos from Costa Rica if you want to see them?
Ryan:Yeah, yeah I'll see them.
Michael:Toby can I see those? Ooh. [takes photos and throws them on the floor] What's the matter? What's the matter? You scared?
Dwight:Those are fighting words.
Michael:You mad? You mad at me?
Dwight:I hope he doesn't haul off and just hit you.
Michael:Do you want to do that? You want to hit me, you want to punch me?
Dwight:Hmmm?
Michael:Huh? He might do it...
Kelly:Punch him, Toby!
Michael:I dare you to. Come on.
Dwight:Come on. [making karate moves] Baaah!
Michael:What's the matter... haaaww!
Dwight:Hit him! Hit him, Chicken.
Ryan:Yeah, punch him.
Michael:Hey hey! Come on, Ryan, who's side are you on?
Dwight:Ryan. Come on, man?
Michael:No do it, do it. I dare you.
Dwight:Punch him as hard as you possibly can in the face.
Michael:Not, not as hard as you can, just a good, solid punch. Come on! Come oooon...
Toby:I'm not going to punch you, Michael.
Dwight:Are you really not going to punch him?
Toby:No, why would I punch you?
Michael:Son of a bitch.
Ryan:[as Toby picks up his photos] You should have hit him man, guy was asking for it. Once in a lifetime, man.