Tallahassee
Ryan:Okay, and this one is, 'Huh. Don't see too many museums around here.'
Dwight:Okay, Twiggy, that's enough. Get in the car.
Erin:Hey, are you okay?
Dwight:I'm fine, okay? It's just stress. You know, 'cause I care about this project. And frankly the fact that none of you are vomiting or diarrheal right now I find very alarming.
Erin:Who says none of us are diarrheal?
Jim:Are you sure it's stress? Because I did poison you.
Dwight:Very funny, Jim.
Jim:Oh no, I'm serious. I was thinking, 'For this trip I have to do something epic, so what should that be?' and then I thought of it. I'll poison you. What are you gonna do? You gonna steal my newspaper or put a cricket in my cereal or something?
Dwight:I'm gonna set your face on fire.
Jim:That's a good one. [a red sports car drives up] Whoa, Stanley! Did you just come back from burning down a rival nightclub?
Stanley:Laugh it up, Halpert. I'm in Florida for a month without my family. I'm gonna enjoy this. Want to get in? You can work the iPod.
Jim:Yes.
Stanley:You're a nice guy, Jim, but you have no idea how to vacation. Find some Kenny Loggins.
Jim:Loggins and Messina.
Stanley:Did I say 'Messina?' [tires screech]