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"Mose! No…She is too young." Dwight tried to think of a reasonable way to dissuade his cousin from proposing to his fiancé's little sister. "And…she lives in Massachusetts…and she's very smart…too smart for you…"

"But I thought Martin's were made for Schrute's." Jim cut in.

"Shut up." Dwight snapped before continuing. "I thought you were pursuing that lady who sells us our fertilizer."

"She doesn't have any teeth." Mose complained, "And she's smells like manure."

"Go figure." Logan muttered.

"Well, maybe you should practice on the toothless poop lady for now, and then move on to MIT students." Dwight reasoned.

"Whoa! She goes to MIT?" Logan exclaimed. "Man she might be too smart for ME…"

"Dwight…how could you discourage my love?" Mose began to choke. "You know how it feels to love a Martin…how would you feel if I told you that you couldn't date Angela?"

"I'd just ignore you."

"Okay, then I'll ignore you."

"No…you will listen to me because I am superior."

Mose blinked at him and then went back to his coloring book.

/

"So, are there any single Spaniards employed here?" Alex asked her sister casually. Angela looked up from her checklist and furrowed her eyebrows.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I've been experimenting with Non-Caucasians lately, white guys tend to be a little high-maintenance." Alex explained as she straightened out some chairs. "I tried black, and despite the ye old proverb, I am coming back, and Asians make me feel inferior. I even tried a Muslim but he tried to kill me…nothing to do with race or religion…he was just deranged…but now I've developed a complex."

Angela stared at her in shock. "Do you mean to tell me that you have had relationships with men from all over the world."

"No…just sex." Alex corrected with a smirk that became victorious when her older sister covered her mouth in disgust and stormed off.

/

"I'm actually not that promiscuous." Alex told the camera, "And this is temporary dye." She pointed at her brown locks proudly. "Angela is just too easy to get at…I couldn't resist." She thought for a moment before continuing.

"But I wasn't kidding about the deranged Muslim…his poster's still up at every post office in Massachusetts. So…"

/

"Hey Mose, can I borrow the pink?" Logan asked politely gesturing his blank sheet of paper.

"Pink is for girls."

"No, three is for girls."

Mose tried to figure it out in his head, but gave up, "Three's not a color…"

"Are you sure?" Logan said taking the pink out of the marker bag.

/

"Hey Nigel…you want some M&M's?" Kevin offered the large jar to him.

"No thanks." Nigel sighed, "I'm almost positive that you've drank straight right out of that."

/

"I mean there is that Oscar guy, but he's gay." Alex continued her pondering as her and Angela help lay out one of the moon bounces to be inflated. Angela looked up in surprise.

"He told you that?"

"No, it's just really obvious."

/

"Okay everyone! Let's get this PARTAY started!" Michael sang as he ran out of his office. "Follow me and I shall lead you to the warehouse…or as I would like to call it…The Club Med of Pennsylvania"

"Oh good…I was craving some appletinis." Alex said as she and Angela headed out with their co-workers.

"Actually…we weren't allowed to have liquor." Michael grumbled as he hopped down the stairs.

"What the F--?" Doug exclaimed. Meredith smacked him in the back of the head.

When they entered the warehouse they noticed that all that was set up was a couple of moon bounces, a trampoline and the sumo ring. "This looks enticing." Logan grinned.

"Angie! Let's sumo!" Alex shouted running down the stairs.

"I can't…the suit's too big for me…" Angela sighed at her hindrance. "Maybe Pam will."

"I'll wrestle you Alexandra." Mose came from nowhere with an eager smile.

"Oh…okay Mose." Alex said in surprise. "You know you can call me Alex." She grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the large target.

"Alex is a boy's name." He giggled.

"You really think you're in the position to make funnies about names?"

/

"Monkey…" Dwight whispered approaching his fiancé, "We have a situation." Angela looked up from her cookie arrangement.

"What's wrong?"

"It's about Alexandra."

"What did she do? She hasn't jumped Oscar's brother has she? Or Daryl? She's flirting with Daryl isn't she? Does Kelly have a brother?" Angela stammered.

"No…No…" Dwight held his hands up. "It's not that she…um…I think Mose might try something with her."

"Mose?"

"Yes."

"What's he going to do?"

"Last I checked he was thinking of proposing."

"What?!"

"I already told him no." Dwight said before she could blame him, "See, I always thought he had a thing with Margie…the manure lady with the lazy eye…so I didn't think he'd be a problem. It should pass…but I just wanted to warn you so there wouldn't be a huge scene…"

"Warn me for what?" She demanded as she scoped the party for her sister.

"I don't know…I just wanted to prepare you for it…"

Angela rolled her eyes and rushed over in the direction of the sumo ring.

Short I know…and abrupt end…but reviews would still be grand!