It took him twenty minutes to figure out what the nickels were for.

Honestly, he was a little ashamed of himself for taking so long. Once he’d thought of it, it became inherently obvious that it was the only possible answer.

The vending machine.

He remembered clearly the day he had handed the bag of nickels to Dwight. The look on his face had been priceless. Of course.

The vending machine.

But what was in it? He hadn’t noticed anything missing…

Then again…

Whatever it was, he was fairly certain he didn’t want anyone else getting a hold of it.