There is a warning in this, and it's because there is some classic Micheal Scott in this. And also all the Loud sisters are in this, but not physically.
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Episode: The Negotiation (Season 3 Episode 19)
Michael's Suit
"Pam, would you please tell Darryl that this is not a women's suit." Lincoln heard Michael say.
Lincoln looked up from his computer, and held back a laugh when he say his boss walk out of the conference room, and was indeed wearing a women's suit.
"Oh, my God. That's a women's suit." Pam said in disbelief.
"You're wearing a women's suit?" Kevin asked as walked over to inspect it.
"No, I do… I wear men's suits. I got this out of a bin." Michael said, trying to defend himself.
"Who makes it?" He asked.
Michael looked inside the coat and said," Um, MISSterious."
"That brand is one of the places Leni gets her work clothes from. And also she sent me some clothes from it to, but I'm not gonna let any of these people know." Lincoln said as he was being interviewed.
"And it is mysterious, because the buttons are on the wrong side. That's the mystery."
Phyllis inspected the suit with clear amusement and said," It's got shoulder pads. And did you see the lining?"
"Ok would you stop it please?
"So none of that tipped you off." Jim said.
"It's European, okay. It's a European cut." Michael defended.
"Michael, the pants don't have any pockets."
"No they don't. See? Italians don't wear pockets." Michael said he showed it.
Lincoln snorted in amusement this time, and everyone else was showing varying degrees of amusement. And if Lincoln wanted to comment on that, even he knew European clothing had pockets.
"Hey, maybe you want to come over and raid my closet." Karen joked.
"No, I don't want to do that, because I'm twice your size anyway." Michael shot back.
"Yeah, he look like Hillary Clinton." Darryl said as talked to Roy on his phone.
"Alright! None of you know what women wear, not even the women in this office. For example Phyllis, your top is something that a grandmother would wear. Angela, yours seem to be more severe and less fun than usual. Pam, I see a little cleavage coming out of that shirt. Karen, I'm pretty sure you're wearing a man's suit."
The women in question checked what they were wearing.
"But do you know who does know about women's clothing? Oscar and Lincoln. Oscar because gay men have terrific sense of fashion, like how they dress in rainbow colors. It makes me want to find one, and admire it's beauty. And Lincoln, because he grew up with 10 sisters, and that probably made him an expert in fashion, and all things women in general. Am I right you two?"
Lincoln would've been offended, but he shrugged his shoulders, knowing Michael was right. Even though his sisters would clearly.
"Eh, he's got a point." Lincoln agreed.
Everyone who had known Lincoln long enough, actually agreed with Michael. Although they didn't agree with what he said about Oscar, or the women who he had said were dressing bad.
"I still find it hard to believe that you grew up with ten sisters. I mean, what kind of genetics do your parents have? And how did you even survive all of that?" Karen said.
Lincoln shrugged, he always asked himself that, but he didn't know the right answer to that.
"But I choose Lincoln. Can you please call your sisters, after you take a picture of me? And ask them. I'll be in my office, and um, let's do this in 15." He said the last part to Darryl.
Lincoln pretended to think it over, pulled out his phone, and said," Yeah I can do that. And everyone, you should all be ashamed of yourselves. Michael bought a really nice suit, and you have the audacity to make fun of him. For shame."
Everyone could hear the fakeness in Lincoln's tone, and they all tried to not laugh. Michael on the other hand, didn't hear his obvious sarcasm.
"Thank you Lincoln. That is why you are one of my favorites. You can all take a page from Lincoln's playbook."
"Negotiations are all about controlling things. About being in the driver's seat. And... you make one tiny mistake, you're dead. I made one tiny mistake. I wore women's clothes. I was originally going to have Lincoln ask his sister's if this was or was not. But, I finally admitted it, and told him not to show me what they said." Michael said as he was interviewed in his office.
"Yeah, I wasn't actually going to do it. But I decided to do it anyway to get a laugh. Michael was lucky he changed his mind. Here are what they said, but in voicemails. Order is from Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lucy, Lola & Lana, Lisa and finally Lily." Lincoln said as he was being interviewed.
He then did a couple of things on his phone, and then pressed play.
"Is your boss literally wearing a woman's suit? That's hysterical! And I gotta say, I'm literally jealous because it fits him."
"Is that like from MISSterious? One of my coworkers is totes wearing the same one right now, Linkey! I'll like, send you pic."
"Gotta say bro, your boss doesn't look half bad. He's rockin it."
"Well, it certainly suits him. Ha! Ok, that was bad. Tell her that she looks cute! Hahaha!"
"Pfff...Haahahaha! What the heck is he wearing?! I don't wear suits, and even I know those are for women! Man, what a dweeb! Thanks for the laugh, Stinkoln!"
"Hmm, if he's trying to show his true self, then it's a good way to. May I suggest something a little darker?"
"Not my favorite brand, but it works for him. If he ever wants to enter a pageant, let him know I can help."
"Hahahaha! Lynn called and told me. I got a chance to see it! It's pretty funny! Hops gave him a thumps up."
"I fail to see how your superior mistook that for male apparel. And I can't fathom with why you wasted my time with this tomfoolery."
"Wow bro, your boss is pretty brave to wear that. If he wants a painting of him wearing that. I can do that."
The messages ended, and Lincoln had a smirk on his face and said," I'm glad that I wasn't on the receiving end of their ridicule."
