"Hey Stanley?" a female voice called out from above him. He looked up and saw Pam standing across from his desk behind Phyllis' empty chair.
"Yes?" Stanley answered mundanely.
"Do you have the lead contact info for Sherwin Jewelers? Michael gave wrote it down from me on a slip of paper, but I think Dwight took it off my desk?"
"I think so." Stanley replied as he flipped through his Rolodex. "That used to be Karen's account and nobody ever picked them up after she left."
"Really?" Pam answered curiously. "That's weird."
"From what I remember, it was a small company. Nothing special." Stanley continued.
"Sounds like my kind of business, right?" Pam joked with a grin. Stanley smiled back. He found the card filled in his contacts in a slip of old manila paper.
"Here you go." Stanley said benignly as he held out his hand with the lead's info on it. Pam took a few steps forwards and took it.
"Thanks." Pam said gratefully. "Do you think this info is up to date?"
"I wouldn't know." Stanley answered.
"I guess I'll find out when I ask for the wrong person." Pam jeered playfully.
"Yeah." Stanley replied awkwardly. There was a brief silence. Pam glanced at Stanley, down at the card, and back at Stanley.
"Well," she said conclusively, "Thanks again."
"Sure." responded Stanley.
Pam adjusted the collar on he gray buttoned suit and turned and walked back to her desk. She ran her fingers playfully through the hair of her husband, who was talking quietly on the phone, and smiled romantically at the gesture.
Stanley watched Pam place the card on her desk, pick up her receiver and prop it against her ear. She dialed the numbers carefully into her phone. Stanley did not look back down at his crossword puzzle.
After a few seconds of waiting, someone apparently answered on the other line.
"Hello? Hi, this is Pam Halpert calling from Dunder Mifflin Paper Company."
Stanley listened with a bizarre level of attention.
"Is this Sherwin Jewelers?" Pam asked. After a brief pause she continued, "No? … Really? … Oh, I apologize… I'm sorry … I'm sorry … Have a nice day."
Pam hung up her phone looking the slightest bit flustered. She tilted her head and looked at Stanley. "They said the jewelers closed up last year, it's a karate studio now."
"That's too bad." Stanley mumbled at a moderate tone.
"What?" Pam asked with a slightly raised tone, having not heard Stanley's guttural voice.
"I said 'That's too bad.'" Stanley repeated more didactically.
"Yeah." Pam replied with a disappointed tone. He watched her get up from her desk and walk to the wastepaper basket next to the copy machine. She crumbled up Stanley's outdated lead and tossed it in carelessly. She walked back to her desk and was just as quickly typing away at her computer.
Stanley didn't feel like finishing his crossword puzzle. He smiled, but he didn't know why.