Happy Hour
Meme It!Jim:[Michael playing air guitar on pool table] Wow. Maybe we should tell her that he's not normally like this.
Pam:Maybe it should come from a man.
Jim:Maybe it should come from a note... with flowers...tomorrow.
Bar Manager:Hello.
Michael:Hello.
Bar Manager:Hi.
Michael:Hi.
Bar Manager:You wanna pay 400 bucks to re-felt this table?
Michael:Yeah, why don't you send the bill to 23 I Don't Care Lane, Scranton, Pennsylvania?
Pam:Hey, Michael, why don't you just get down.
Michael:Hey, she can tell I'm on a date, right? Right? I'm just having fun.
Bar Manager:Ted, are we having fun?
Michael:Really? You told on me. That's lame.
Bouncer:We got a problem?
Michael:Yes. Homelessness. What?
Bar Manager:All right, go.
Michael:Where?
Bar Manager:Get out. Now.
Michael:Okay, all right. Okay, whoa. I'm just kidding around. I'm sorry.
Pam:Ok, um, why don't we just finish the game? Michael, it's your shot.
Michael:She can't talk to us that way.
Pam:You guys are stripes, I think...
Michael:You let somebody talk to you like that, where does it stop?
Jim:It stopped.
Michael:Well, I am starting it again!
Pam:Do you guys want some food? The wings are really good here.