Jim: Word around the office is that you stayed up all night working.
Michael: Oh, yeah, I rewrote the zombie sketch last night. It’s not a big deal. I just really care about the show, Jim.
Jim: You must be exhausted.
Michael: It’s like being undead- zombie pun very much intended. Besides, someone’s gotta do the work.
Jim: What about Show?
Michael: Show? Show’s great, I love Show. You know him, you know. He’s out there living it up, having fun with the crew, chasing skirts. But, you know, someone’s gotta be in the office doing the work.
Jim: Uh…
Michael: Between you and me Jim, Showalter’s really not been pulling his weight lately.
Jim: Seems like he’s been working pretty hard.
Michael: Well, yeah - he works really hard to make it seem like he’s working really hard! But you know, between you, me and the lampost, the guy’s a bum. You know, and the thing is, I don’t even blame him because it’s not his fault. He’s got ADD. You know what I mean? He’s got ADD, he’s got HDD, he’s got OCD. You know, he got an HDTV on top of that and that’s been a distraction.
Jim: Um.
Michael: You know, every time we’re working he’s gotta stop every thirty minutes to make a sandwich!
Jim: Okay, alright.
Michael: Jim, he’s fat!
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