Love Me [Jim Halpert]

Twelve

CHRISTMAS PARTY

It was the most important time of the year, Christmas, the stockings were hung, the snow was glistening, and the lights twinkled which caused the staff to spiral into their festive spirits as Michael busted through the main office door holding one end of a Christmas tree, "Go. In the door." He huffed, pulling the tree through the doorway.

"Push!" Dwight groaned.

"Oh, God."

"Push."

"No no no!" Michael stopped the man. "Turn it around. Turn it around." He threw his hand into the air.

"You're breaking--Shove it through!" Dwight insisted, shoving the tree through the doorway.

"You shove it. Shove it back!" Michael declared as Dwight backed up. "Here we go. Don't break the branches, Dwight." He requested as Dwight lifted the other end of the tree into the office.

"Ah, I got a splinter."

"Well, suck it up. We all have problems." Michael replied. "Hey, everybody! Look what we have! Nice, huh?" He smiled as Dwight and he lifted the tree over towards Stanley's desk.

"I've got it leveraged. Push!"

"One, two, three!" Michael announced before pushing the tree up and into the ceiling tiles. "Merry Christmas!" He puffed.

~

It was now later in the day as Kevin chopped the top off the Christmas tree, "Did it work?" Michael approached Kevin.

"Well, sort of. Why did you get it so big?"

"A: That's what she said." Michael held in a chuckle. "And B: I wanted it to be impressive. The biggest day of the year deserves the biggest tree of the year." He placed his hands on his hips.

"But what are we gonna do with this hacked-off part?"

"Well, that is a perfectly good mini tree, Kevin. And we are going to sell that to charity. That's what Christmas is all about." Michael stated to the camera as Kevin held the small tree up like a dead animal.

~

Nearby in the conference room, Isabelle, Meridith, Ryan, Pam, and Phyllis sat around the table as Angela instructed her party plan, "Is there anything we're missing? Phyllis, you got the lights?"

"Yes, I got those cute little ones," Phyllis reassured the group before doubting herself. "Do you think I should have gotten the big ones?" She whispered.

"We'll see." Angela finalized as Ryan sighed.

~

"Angela drafted me into the party planning committee. Her memo said that we need to prepare for every possible disaster. Which, to me, seems... excessive." Ryan described to the camera crew.