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Jim and Pam Talking Head
"So, Kelly and Toby might be dating." Pam announced to the camera. She turned to Jim, the pair exchanging an amused expression. "It just seems a little… odd?"
"Weird, that's the word."
"It just seems like a bizarre match."
"Kelly who talks all the time and Toby who—"
"Only says about 12 words a week."
"What do you think they talk about?" Pam asked, turning to Jim again.
"Quantum physics." Jim answered to the camera with a face as straight as he could muster.
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Dunder Mifflin, Scranton Branch was a small office. Therefore, gossip spread quickly. Something overheard in the kitchen would soon be spread to the other people in sales, then quality control, soon enough it hit accounting. By lunchtime everyone was talking about Toby, Kelly and the prospect of them carrying on an office romance.
Angela Talking Head
"I no longer approve of office romances. I learned that the hard way… It is a slippery slope. One day you're flirting over a nice beet salad and the next you're sneaking off to the warehouse… I can't say I'm surprised. Kelly's dated everyone else in this office. I know for a fact that she drunkenly threw herself at a certain coworker at a Christmas party one year… That is not the kind of behavior we need around here."
Kevin Talking Head
"Kelly and Toby dating!" Kevin giggled to himself. "That's great… that's… that's like… Koby!"
Creed Talking Head
"I thought Kelly was dating that girl with the short brown hair that Michael liked. You know the one who started the fire in the kitchen."
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Lunch quickly turned into a spectator sport. Kelly and Toby were the first two into the break room, both eating in silence. Kelly was flipping through a magazine while Toby read the newspaper. Neither seemed aware of the fact that over the past few minutes everyone from the main office had filtered into the room and were watching them.
"Kelly do you want the rest of my brownie?"
"Sure…" She looked up to answer Toby only to find almost all of her co-workers watching her table intently. "What?" Toby looked up at her question. Everyone quickly looked away and pretended to be focusing on something else.
With a shrug Toby slid the plate that contained his brownie across the table to her. With a secretive smile Kelly took it and began to nibble while looking back to her magazine. Behind them Dwight exchanged a knowing smile with Angela.
Dwight Talking Head
"I know that smile, they are definitely dating… I wonder if Toby knows about Kelly's time in juvie… I should probably warn him."
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"Hey Kelly." Toby said coming around the partition and leaning against the empty desk.
"Hi." She turned from her computer. "What's up?"
"Are people acting stranger then usual today?"
"Totally. Everyone was staring at us during lunch."
"They were?"
"Yeah, didn't you notice? Why, what other weird thing did you notice?"
"Uh, well Dwight just pulled me aside and said that I should hide my valuables when you come over to my house. Something about doing time?"
"Oh my God, you're kidding me? I'm going to kick his ass. So Dwight totally looked at my personal file, you should totally lock your file cabinet by the way. And found out that I spent like a year in a juvenile detention center when I was younger. It totally wasn't a big deal. How did he know I was coming over to your house?"
"No idea… It's been a weird day."
"I know. Half an hour to go." She reminded with a smile, moving a side so that he could see the pink, fuzzy clock on her desk.
"Yup. I'm going to go kill some time."
"We specialize at that here in the Dunder Mifflin Annex."
Toby laughed and took his seat again. A moment passed before his thoughts drifted back to the strange behavior of his co-workers. With a shrug he opened his newspaper and looked for another article to reread. He made a mental note to bring in the Sunday New York Times. That would definitely help kill some time when Monday rolled around.
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Okay, that's all for this chapter. Another one up soon hopefully. As always thank you for the reviews, keep 'em coming cause they make me smile.
