Author's Note: Jim and Dwight episodes are the best. I'm disappointed that Jim hasn't been in this season that much.
Disclaimer: NBC owns the Office. Well, Comcast, now, since they bought them out... whatever.
Dwight looked up from his computer. Jim was sitting next to him, talking on the phone.
"Yeah, five-hundred. Thank you." Jim hung up the phone.
"Five-hundred what?" asked Dwight suspiciously.
"Nothing." Jim went back to work.
"What do you mean nothing? What do you need five-hundred of? What are you planning Jim?"
Jim shrugged. "Just, some stuff."
The next day Dwight noticed Jim going to the break room more than usual. Jim got up, and Dwight followed. Jim was bent over a small circuit board, screwing in tiny nails with a tiny screwdriver.
"What are you doing?"
Jim slid the hardware under the table and into his pocket. He lifted a sack lunch off the ground and onto the table. "Eating my lunch."
"No you're not. What was that?"
Jim held up his sandwich, then took a bite.
Dwight shook his head in disgust, then left.
The next day, Dwight was on edge. He was constantly glancing up at Jim, and asked Michael to install security cameras. The day went by with little event.
When Dwight walked out to his car to leave, he saw Jim out in the parking lot, marking out a square of pavement with chalk. When Jim saw Dwight, he sprinted to his car. Dwight chased after him.
"What is this Jim? What are you planning?" Dwight yelled at Jim as he pulled out on to the street. Jim stopped his car, then rolled down the window.
"Something big, Dwight. Something big." He floored it and took off down the road.