Yes. She said yes. Not only yes, but yes, please.

He tried, he really did. He asked Karen first, which should count for something. But he’s been getting by for far too long on “it counts for something.” And it’s not fair – he knows it’s not fair – that all he hears is no from a girl who’s never said anything but yes. Yes I have a thing for you, yes I’ll taking the job in Scranton, yes you can come up, yes oh yes yes yes Jim yes, yes I believe you, yes I know you’re glad I’m here. And what does he give her? Maybe. Maybe you should take that job, maybe we should pick another target, maybe you shouldn’t move there, maybe I should go before it gets too late, maybe I was overreacting but maybe we really are moving too fast.

He was giving her something, he was giving her maybe, but that’s not enough. Then Pam says yes (yes please), and suddenly even maybe something is just beyond him.

So she asks and anything else he could say would make him an asshole and a liar, and anyway, who is he kidding? So he said yes because she said yes, and well, yes, yes he does.