Jim walks out of the kitchen and into the main office. He goes up to Pam’s desk. She’s staring again. He smiles as he knows where she’s daydreaming to.

The road trip to Philly.

“’Two Princes’ by Spin Doctors.”

“Dear Lord, Jim.”

“Have you ever listened to the lyrics of these songs?”

“No. Not really.”

“Well, that one was about a guy trying to convince a girl to choose him instead of another guy even though he, himself, on paper, is probably not the right guy for her.”

“Wow.” She stared at him with a concealed grin.

“Shut up, Beesly.”