I've said it once and will say it as many times as necessary: There ain't no party like a Scranton party -- even if Scranton takes the party to New York.
It's in the Big Apple where we find out that Ryan is a bigger douche than we had originally thought -- and he doesn't even have a peanut butter hairdo. Maybe it's his "half beard," maybe it's the coke, or maybe it's because he spends Friday nights getting a beat-down by a bunch of party girls.
We get to see a lot of this first-hand, since Michael and Dwight decided to crash his party. Michael's dating life isn't going well, so he's hoping to have a better chance with one of the hotties that Ryan is always crowing about.
Itâ€™s surprising that Dwight could make it out. After all, itâ€™s weevil season. Equally as surprising is that he could make out -- with the "Amazon" volleyball player that he met in the club line.
It's no surprise that Michael didn't score that night, but he still declares it to be the best night ever. He conquered his loneliness, at least for one more week.
Back at the Scranton office, the team decides to stay late to avoid coming in on a Saturday. The only problem is that Jim, the brainchild behind the idea, forgets to tell security guard Hank, so they are all locked in. Everyone blames Jim for the debacle. Not only did he forget to inform the security guard, he also forgot to give him the office Christmas tip, which made Hank go that much slower.
The second plotline was its usual funny filler. However, it was Toby's revelation (see below) that made it all worthwhile. See you next week. -- Rachel Cericola
Best Line: Pam quoting Dwight: "If I'm dead, you guys have been dead for four weeks."
Best Moment: Toss up between Dwight making out with the Amazon woman from the volleyball team or when he pours out the drink that said woman sent him at the bar.
Best Revelation: When Toby's hand did all of his talking... followed by the "announcement" that he was moving to Costa Rica, and made a superhero-styled exit.