The next day, Danielle missed her alarm clock, and arrived to work late. She hurried into the office, making the receptionist pop her head. She stared as Danielle put her small scarf on the rack by the front desk.

"Is Mr. Flenderson in yet?"

Pam blinked at that. "Toby? Yeah, he should be at his desk."

Danielle mumbled a quick thank you as she hurried into the kitchen to head to Toby's desk. He wasn't there. She grimace at that, and headed towards the reception desk before Toby appeared out of Michael's office. He didn't look too happy. But, then again, Toby always had this frown pasted to his face.

"I'm so sorry, I know, I'm late-"

He shook his head and just walked past her. "We need to go over something. Come on."

Danielle followed him, nervously. She bit her lip as he sat at his desk. He clicked his pen several times before speaking. "Michael accidentally ran over an employee with his car, and corporate-"

She gasped. "What?"

"According to Michael, she's in the hospital so that means that you have some paperwork to fill out. Michael's planning some kind of fundraiser for her, and i-it's just...we're just going with it, okay? I just need you to stay here and fill out everything for me."

"What kind of fundraiser?"

Toby gave a small chuckle as he replied, "He's calling it a 'fun-run'."

She raised her eyebrows. "A fun-run?"

"He's getting the whole office to run in a small marathon."

Danielle nodded. "Okay, but who's the employee he ran over?"

"Meredith, we visited her before you got here. You didn't miss much."

"Gotcha. When's the marathon?"

"Tomorrow, he said," Toby replied.

The marathon was being treated with total apathy from everyone. Only $700 were raised, and Michael kept insisting on investing in a giant check. Everyone gathered outside to prepare and stretch before the marathon. Danielle spotted Toby stretching as Michael placed a large photo of Meredith on a canvas.

"Aren't you gonna stretch?" Toby asked her.

"I already did, thanks," she replied with a smile.

Pam walked by as Toby stole a glance at her. She smiled at Danielle and gave her a small greeting nod.

"Hey," Danielle said in a small voice.

The camera crew approached Danielle and asked if she had ever ran a marathon.

She stretched her arms as she replied, "No, I haven't. But, anything to get out of the office is nice. It's not too hot today. I'm not much of a runner, though."

Michael announced the marathon was about to begin as everyone gathered around. "Just remember, folks, it is not about winning! It is about finishing!"

Dwight held up a gun as he yelled, "On your marks.."

Danielle stood by Toby as she took a deep breath. Suddenly, she heard Toby groan as Michael pulled his shorts down from behind.

"..get set..."

Everyone flinched when Dwight fired the pistol and the marathon had officially begun. Sneakers squeaked on the pavement as they everyone jogged through the front gate. Danielle passed by several people, and was surprised that Toby managed to keep up.

"I thought you weren't a runner," he panted.

"I'm not. Guess I'm just lucky today. Besides I'm mostly jogging than running," Danielle replied as they rounded a corner.

The neighborhood was very well-situated and clean. Danielle slowed down a bit to admire the pretty houses. Toby noticed her slow down and did the same. He noticed her wearing short short, and cleared his throat.

"Nice weather, huh?"

She nodded. "Yeah, thank God."

He seemed to be doing just fine as she struggled to catch her breath. They continued going as Danielle struggled to keep up with him.

"How do you do it?"

"I don't know. I'm making good time aren't I? Usually I have to take a bathroom break halfway through a race like this, but not today," Toby explained.

She smiled at everything he said, and kept going. "That's good."

They continued running together as they saw a table ahead of them. Kelly was seated right next to it, texting. Her big, pink sunglasses made Danielle giggle a bit. Toby ran ahead of her and threw his hands up in victory.

"And the winner..is Toby Flenderson!"

Kelly didn't look up from her phone and said, "Have a seat, I'll write it down."

Danielle jogged to the end and took a seat. Toby looked around t see if anyone else had shown up.

"Pam's not here yet?"

"I don't think so," Kelly replied as she texted.

As everyone made their way to the end, Danielle spotted Pam and Jim arriving together. They giggled with each other and she noticed Toby looking at them with an uneasy face. She pretended not to notice and wiped sweat from her forehead. The staff walked back to the office as Danielle walked by herself behind everyone. She noticed Angela wiping her nose and sniffling.

"You okay?"

"No," Angela replied, quietly.

"You...want to talk about it?"

"It's too soon for me."

The Hispanic gentleman who sat by Angela in Accounting stood by Danielle and whispered, "Her cat died."

Danielle raised her eyebrows at that. She hesitantly put a hand on Angela's shoulder. "I'm sorry. That sounds..awful."

Angela suddenly cried harder and hugged Danielle. She stood there, awkwardly as she patted her back. Jim and Pam were in the parking lot saying goodbye to each other with Toby staring. He looked miserable whenever he laid eyes on them. Danielle looked down and hugged Angela tighter.

It was an odd day.