Lice





Julius Irving:I hope you don't mind me bringing you out here. I can't get my knees under a desk.
Jim:Are you kidding me? I can literally scalp tickets to this.
Julius:Well, do you think you can sink one from deep?
Jim:Listen, I don't mean to intimidate you, but I did play a little high school ball.
Julius:Okay. [Jim shoots the basket and it goes in] Wow, Halpert's got game.
Jim:Alright. [Jim's phone rings] Oh, sorry. I'm so sorry. It's my wife, can I take this?
Julius:It's your wife? You better take it.
Jim:Right! [Jim laughs as he answers the phone] Hey, what's up? Everything ok?
Pam:Oh, no everything's great! Um, I was just calling to see how the meeting went.
Jim:It's still happening right now actually, so uh...
Pam:He's really making you work for it, huh?
Jim:Yes, it is very stressful. You sure everything's okay?
Pam:Great. I am killing it over here. [drops mayonnaise on the ground] Jim, I gotta go.
Jim:Okay, bye. [Jim turns back to Julius] So sorry about that.
Julius:No problem. Hey Jim, what size do you wear, man? I got a pair of japanese Nikes with your name on them. What do you think?
Jim:I love it.