PDA
Gabe:Thank you all for meeting on such sort notice.
Gabe:Yes?
Michael:[sitting in Holly's lap] Yes. Michael Scott, Dunder Mifflin. What is the purpose of this meeting?
Gabe:Seeing as it's Valentine's Day, I felt it would be apropos to have a little refresher course on romance in the workplace.
Michael:Perfect. Yes. It is quite apro-propriate. Carry on.
Gabe:First things first. An office romance is permissible. Not something you'd expect to hear from corporate. Well, guess what. Sabre is 100% tolerant of office romances.
Ryan:Speaking of, Gabe, I don't see Erin at this meeting.
Meredith:Uh, I also don't see Andy.
Kevin:Oooh.
Jim:OOH! Boom! Face!
Gabe:I get it. Andy's slamming my girlfriend. Very funny. What I do not approve of, however, is public displays of affection, or PDAs. PDAs are totally superfluous to a happy, healthy office romance. Perfect example. Look at Jim and Pam.
Pam:Yeah. What? Us?
Gabe:They don't touch. They don't kiss. You would hardly even know that they were husband and wife.
Jim:Did it!
Pam:Yeah!
Jim:Love it. Keep it goin.
Gabe:Okay. So, PDAs. That's gonna include behaviors such as hugging, kissing, uh...
Kevin:Booby honking.
Gabe:Yeah, booby honking. Sure.
Kevin:Butt honking.
Gabe:Butt honking. Yeah, all the honking.
Creed:The one where you start in a crouches position, then you leap...
Gabe:Sure. Basically, there's no precise definition, but you know it when you see it. Ahem.
Oscar:Are you guys listening to this?
Michael:What, are you talking about me and Holly?
Pam:Yeah!
Gabe:Maybe you find your own chair.