"Hey Jim!" I yelled rushing out of the annex. "I just need you to sign something before you go."

Roy shuffled into the room glaring at Jim. "Halpert!" He yelled and Jim turned to face him.

Silence and tension filled the air. I didn't take my eyes off Roy. I could feel that Jim was afraid. We all didn't know what was going to happen except for maybe Pam. Roy scrunched up his face and went for Jim. Jim blocked Karen from Roy's intended impact. I put my hand in a chop position and went for Roy's throat. He stumbled forward on to the desk and all of a sudden my eyes stung. Dwight had pepper sprayed Roy right in his eyes. Even though I didn't get any in my eyes, it was so strung that everyone in the area had stinging red eyes.

I ran into the ladies bathroom and washed my eyes. I couldn't drive like this. I washed my eyes out as much as possible and went back to the annex. The smell was probably still lingering in the front office anyway. I went to my desk frantically looking for some eye drops. I took some tissues and wiped the tears from my eyes. Shit. Where were my eye drops?

"Holy crap," I exclaimed into the camera. "I miss a lot of things up front while I'm in the annex. Maybe it was something from before I was even working here." I wondered what Jim could have done to make Roy so angry. "Does Roy have a sister?"

"Roy came into the office looking skeeved at Jim," I told Toby. "There was a tension filled silence and then Roy came at Jim. I put my arm up, my hand in a chopping position and went for his throat. When I hit his throat, he stumbled forward, and Dwight pepper sprayed him."

"Okay," Toby replied writing everything I said. "Is that everything?"

"I'm pretty sure, yes," I said.

"Okay, as soon as I'm finished interviewing everyone I will send these to corporate," He answered closing his folder.

I went back to my desk and continued working. I didn't really have much to do today since everyone was busy with the whole Roy incident. Roy had been fired and all I had to do was file his termination papers. When Toby was done with the paperwork from corporate, when he gets them anyway, I would have to file those away too. That paperwork would take me at least a day but that wasn't for another week.

Dwight came in next to tell the story of what happened. He explained it in very great detailed but said just about exactly what I had told Toby. He then ended everything with 'the end' and left. At that moment, Kelly and Ryan began arguing. Toby looked at the camera with his classic Toby face and told the camera 'I wonder if Michael moved Ryan over near Kelly to punish him.' I don't know about that since Michael wasn't the brightest sheet in the closet but when it came to Toby, he was the brightest sheet in the closet.

"Hey Amber," Jim mumbled walking into the annex.

"Hey Jim, what's up?" I asked looking up from my work.

"I just wanted to thank you for saving me from Roy's attack," He said handing me a gift from behind his back. "So, I got you something."

"Oh Jim!" I exclaimed. "You really didn't have to. I was just protecting a coworker and friend."

"No, you should take it. You deserve it," He insisted putting the gift in my hand. "Open it."

I bit my lip and unwrapped the gift. "Oh my god! It's perfect Jim!" It was a silver, glitzy, picture frame with a dog bone on the bottom that said 'I'm your prince!'. I looked at my picture of Hayes that was taped on my computer. Perfect fit! I probably talked to Jim about Hayes just as much as Kelly talked to him about Ryan. "Thank you so much Jim! I'll put my picture in it now!" I got up and hugged Jim from across my desk.

"No, thank you... again," Jim smiled and went back to his desk.

I flipped the frame around to the back so that I could put the photo of Hayes in. Hmm, the locks aren't turning. I pushed a little harder on the locks. Nothing.

"Let me try," Toby mumbled. I gave it to him, he easily unlocked it, grabbed the picture off my computer, put it in and locked it. He set the frame in front of me, gave a little huff, and sat back at his desk. I gave him a look of shock and then I thought.

"Do you like it?" I asked Toby making the frame sparkle. "Doesn't Jim have such good taste?"

"It's very nice," Toby muttered into his hand writing paperwork.

"I don't know but it seems like you are a bit jealous Toby Flenderson," I giggled turning my seat towards him.

"I am not jealous of a frame that Jim gave you that you happened to have screeched over," Toby replied turning his seat towards me.

"Right," I winked. "This frame is so lovely."

Toby walked towards me and trapped me in my chair. As he bent over to kiss me he said "Maybe I am just a bit jealous," kissed me and went right back to his desk.

I giggled and got back to my own work. Kelly and Ryan were arguing yet again and it was getting on both of our nerves. I got out some advil and gulped it down without water. I should have been used to Kelly's talking by now but Ryan was a different aspect that I needed to get used to as well.

"Come on Toby," Michael motioned to Toby coming in to the annex.

"Where?" He inquired.

"Where? I'm going to smack you in the head with a hammer, come on," Michael blurted as he went through the door.

Kelly and Ryan were getting louder as the arguing continued. They were arguing about how great of a name Usher was.

"Alright, I'm coming," Toby said, got his suitcase, waved to me, and left with Michael.

"Gosh Ryan!" Kelly yelled. "You don't like anything that I like!"

"Oh my god," I muttered rubbing my head. Now, Michael was punishing me by taking Toby with him. I picked up the phone and called Pam.

"Hey Amber," She said picking up the phone.

"Hi Pam, I was just wondering if there was a desk available in there that I could do my work at?" I asked gathering up my stuff.

"Yeah, there's a desk right in front of me that you could use," She answered.

"That's great! Thanks I'll be there in a sec," I hung up and took a pile of paperwork, my new frame, and my purse, and went into the front office.

I put my stuff on the desk in front of Dwight and sat down. I put my frame in front of me next to the computer, my purse under the desk and started sorting through the papers that I had brought with me. Dwight was staring at me intently. I smiled at him and got back to work.

"Why are you here?" He questioned.

"I asked Pam if there was an open desk," I cheerfully said.

"But why are you here?" He asked again.

"Because I am alone in the annex for the rest of the day and I didn't want to deal with it," I smiled.

"You had Kelly and Ryan so I'm not sure what you mean by alone," He sneered.

"Exactly why I came out here," I smirked and fixed the frame so that it was sparkling.

"What's that?" Dwight asked.

"Oh! It's a picture frame that Jim gave to me!" I squealed and turned the frame around showing Dwight the picture. "It has a picture of my dog Hayes! Isn't he precious?"

"A dog is not precious. Precious is a thing of great value and it is not to be wasted. A dog can't be precious because if the dog dies you can always adopt a new one," He argued.

"Oh my god, yesterday Hayes ate a bee and his nose and mouth swelled up so I took him to the vet and he gave Hayes a shot so that the swelling would go down but when we got home, Hayes' nose was still swollen so I called the vet back up and he said to give him some beanery so, I did and instead of falling asleep like he was supposed to he just acted like a drunk dog and it was the cutest thing I've ever seen Hayes do."

"Wow," Was the only thing Dwight was able to say. He turned the frame back towards me, and went back to work.

I shrugged and also went back to work. It was relatively quiet here without Michael. The tapping of keyboards, the sound of pens writing across papers, and the uncommon sound of a phone ringing.

"Amber," Pam said from the reception desk.

"Yes?" I turned around.

"You have a call from someone named Richard Dake," She said.

"Oh! Put him through!" I exclaimed waiting for the call.

The phone rang.

"Hello Mr. Dake," I answered.

"Amber, why didn't you tell me that you were at a new job?" Mr. Dake asked clearly upset.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dake. I meant to tell you before I left but certain things happened and I didn't get the chance," I told him.

"I called your line and someone else picked up. I was appalled that they thought that I would buy from anyone but you!" He exclaimed.

"Oh Mr. Dake you're so sweet," I giggled. "If you want to buy from Dunder-Mifflin I would be glad to transfer you to one of our salesman."

"No no, I want to buy from you," He insisted.

"Since I'm not working at my old job anymore I am not sure if I can actually sell to you," I sighed.

"Give him to me," Dwight whispered.

"You know some of the people that had supplies from your old place are going to want to only buy from you again Amber," Mr. Dake said.

"I know but I would have to ask corporate."

"Give him to me!" Dwight growled.

"You know what? I will call Dunder-Mifflin myself and ask. They will probably want to have a meeting with you, your HR and your regional manager but I should be able to get them to let you sell to me and the other clients that are following you," Mr. Dake hummed. "I'll call corporate today. I will be talking to you again Ms. Meier."

"Okay, that sounds good Mr. Dake!" I exclaimed.

"Please, call me Richard."

"Okay Richard. I will talk to you again soon," I smiled hanging up the phone.

Dwight slapped his desk. "Why didn't you transfer him to me?"

"First off, if I would have transferred him to you, you wouldn't get that account because he only likes to deal with women. Second, at my old job, he and a couple of other clients would only buy from me. I don't really understand why but so be it. So, probably no one here would have gotten that account at all," I addressed. I looked at the time. Finally. "Well, it was nice having this chat with you Dwight but it's time for me to leave. Good bye and good night." And with that I put my frame back on my desk and left.

I rather deal with Kelly and Ryan arguing. Well, now I know for next time.