Lets get the party started!
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Angela: No, I do not want to go to Jim's 'party' tonight. There is sure to be large amounts of alcohol and non-appropriate attire. And although I heard from a special someone there will be tofu, I still do not wish to attend.
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Dwight: I need to go to Jim's party tonight, it is part of my duty. Fact: I am Michael's number three, in charge of his well-being. Fact: Michael will be at this party tonight, and so will his well-being, which will of course will need taking care of.
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Dwight and Angela are having another one of their conversations, where they stand on opposite ends of the room and talk to the walls.
"Monkey, I have to go, I know we have talked long and hard about it, and I know how you feel, but it is my duty to protect Michael."
"I know it's your job and I respect that, so I suppose that I shall have to accompany you to this party."
"Thank you very much for understanding Angela."
"You're very welcome Dwight." They both turn and walk out of the break room.
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Jim's hands are clammy it is 5:55, and Karen is the 1st girl to be at his house since Pam Beesley, and although Pam hadn't been there alone or anything, and she certainly hadn't been his girl friend, they way there 'relationship' ended felt very much like a bad omen to him. Luckily, the cameras aren't coming till 7:00, so that gives him and Karen a whole hour alone together. Which was good- or bad- depending on your outlook.
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Jim: Am I nervous about Karen coming over? Ummm… I mean not really, she's my girlfriend; I should be able to share everything with her. Right??
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Karen looks good and she knows it, she has on her favorite jeans and a light pink top that isn't Angela prude, but not hooker low when it comes to the neckline. She takes a deep breath and knocks on the door.
Jim answers almost immediately and he looks hot, sweaters suit him, and this one, lime green, makes him look absolutely amazing. They share a quick kiss and both feel those butterflies, only difference is Karen's never felt them before and Jim feels guilty for feeling this way.
"Hey babe," she says in her sultry voice. She knows Jim loves it, because he doesn't say anything, he just takes her hand and leads her inside.
"So," Jim is back in his witty comic stage. He thinks it's better to joke about everything instead of getting all-serious and stuff. "Welcome to my humble abode." He smiles at her and she remembers why she loves him. "I guess you'll wanna see the place, but please, no flash photography."
Suddenly the kitchen timer goes off, and Jim remembers he has a take and bake pizza in the oven, he is about to throw a party after all. He's sitting on the couch when Karen comes back in.
"Why haven't I been her before?" She starts out jokingly, but Jim can tell she is annoyed.
"Well," he's debating about how much to tell her. Should he confess about Pam or just be satisfactorily vague? He decides to go with the latter.
"The last girl I brought here, she kinda, well I just thought that what happened to the two of us was kind of a bad omen."
"What? Jim Halpert," Karen's annoyance is growing more and more evident. "You can't honestly expect me to believe that. What's the story?"
She broke my heart, which is what Jim wants to, almost needs to, say.
"Umm… there isn't one, I just wasn't ready." Karen makes a concise choice to move on, if he doesn't want to tell her, she's not going to ask.
"Whatever Jim, either way I like the place."
"O yeah," Jim is almost non-responsive and that makes Karen pissed. "Mark's girlfriend redid it for her like interior design school final or whatever. It looked different when I left for Stamford."
"You mean when you left to find me?" She smiles coyly and he pulls her closer, hoping that the feeling of his lips against hers will make him forget about Pam, and as he pushes his lips on top of her with the kind of ferocity he knows she loves, his plan works.
They spend the next ½ hour getting ready, which would have taken Jim 5 minutes, but the way Karen keeps looking at him makes him want to fool around with her, and so he does.
Before he knows it people are here and Karen's gone off mingling. Jim can't decide which Karen he likes better, camera Karen or off-camera Karen. Yet some where in the pit of his stomach he gets the feeling he might not have to wait long to find out.