"A toast, to Michael Scott Paper Company!" yelled Michael, beer bottle raised in the air.

"To new beginnings," said Pam.

Ryan simply clinked their bottles together. He was too far above them to come up with his own toast. After all, he was just about to be promoted to manager just before they had come in to beg him to come and work with them. The smug on his face was obvious.

Pam, on the other hand, smiled. They had actually pulled this off. Maybe this would work, and just maybe they could become a successful company. Perhaps there was more to Michael than she had originally thought.

"Great job, Pam. Thank you for all your help," said Michael, holing out his hand for her to shake.

"You're welcome," she said, feeling hopeful for what tomorrow might bring.