Pool Party
Dwight:[he and Erin feed each other chips] Ah, mmm. So good. Now take a chip, crush it into my face, really rub the grease around. Do it. Now rub it in. Oh, yeah, that's so good. Ah...
Erin:Andy's not even looking. I think sexy eating is a dead end.
Dwight:Damn it.
Erin:What is the most romantic possible thing?
Dwight:We can get some chicken fights going in the pool.
Erin:Dwight, that's just- that's really perfect. Thank you.
Both:Yes! [they high five and jump in the pool]
Angela:You're in my way!
Erin:Andy, Dwight and I challenge you and Jess to a chicken fight. Winner take all.
Dwight:Chicken fight!
Andy:No thanks.
Erin:Dang it! What the heck already?
Dwight:Hey, Cathy. Chicken fight!
Cathy:Okay, yeah. Who's going to be my partner? Where's Jim?
Kevin:I'm right here! [gets in pool] Cold. Cold. Come on, Cath.