Andy walked in to the elevator the next day, and could hardly see as he was carrying a huge box that obscured his vision.

"Need any help?" Erin asked, laughing as he almost tripped.

"Nope," Andy said with another heave. "I think I got it."

"What's in the box?" She asked playfully.

"It depends," Andy began, trying to hide a smile, "Let me see your arm."

"What?"

"You know, your badly injured arm." Andy reminded.

"Oh, well, I was going to mention that. It's not really injured anymore." Erin smiled, and held out her arm. The scratch had reduced at least three times in size. "Sunscreen and Vinegar." She explained, and Andy smiled widely. She trusted him.

"Then this box," Andy said, and handed it to a caught off guard Erin, "Is for you."

"W-what?" Erin stuttered under the weight of the box.

"Here, let me help." Andy said, and took the box from her and put in on the floor of the elevator. "Open it."

"Andy, I don't understand..." She muttered while she opened the huge box, and let out a small gasp. "It's...cat toys! But, Andy, why?!"

"You got scratched because you used your arm to play with your cat because you don't have any toys. Here's to make sure it doesn't happen again." He explained.

"But, Andy, why?" Erin said as she examined one of the toys.

"My ex-fiannce loved cats, so I bought her all these cat toys. We broke up before I had the chance to give them to her." Andy said calmly.

"Oh, Andy, I'm so sorry." Erin said sympathetically.

"Nah, it's okay. I'm glad that I can give them to you." He said and Erin smiled. "All's fair in love in war. She kept the ring, I kept the cat toys."

"She kept your engagement ring?" Erin gasped.

"Yeah." said Andy, not seeing the problem.

"Andy, that's horrible! You have to get it back!" Erin commanded.

"I can't!" He whined.

"Why? Did she move away?"

"No, she lives right here in Scranton. Actually, I see her almost everyday..." Andy said nervously.

"Then why don't you talk to her? And get back what's rightfully yours!" Erin urged.

"Because...she scares me." Andy whispered.

"Andy, how could your ex-fiancee, the woman you once loved, the woman you once planned to marry, the woman you see everyday, scare you?" Erin asked as if Andy was being a baby.

"Oh, you'd be scared too," Andy began, "If your ex-fiancee was Angela Martin."

Erin gasped, and felt bad, but she couldn't help it. Angela? Angela! She was Andy's ex-fiancee? Well, no wonder they weren't together anymore. Andy was too nice for a girl like Angela. He needed someone who appreciated his generosity.

"How...How did it happen?" Erin stuttered nervously. "Why did you break up?"

"She cheated on me." Andy said slowly and somberly, "With Dwight."

"Oh, Andy, I'm so sorry." Erin said, and gave him a hug. She held him tightly, and didn't let go as Andy went on.

"When I found out, Dwight and I had a kind of duel over her. It was a draw. Now Angela's alone." Andy continued.

"It serves her right, cheating on a wonderful guy like you." Erin said as they parted.

"I was sad at first, but I'm over it. Like I said, now I have a better idea of what love really is. I thought I loved Angela, but I never did. And now, I'm really starting to learn the rules of love."

"You'll find someone, you hear that, Andy Bernard?" Erin said confidently. "Because you deserve better."

"Thanks, Erin." Andy smiled. He only wished she knew he had found someone. And she was standing in the elevator at the moment.

"Thank you so much for the cat toys." Erin said. "My kitty's going to love them."

"Any time." Andy said as the doors open and Erin heaved the box. "Hey, Erin," He called.

"Yeah?"

"Um, do you have a ride to the company picnic next Sunday?" He began, and Erin stared at him, "Because I do. Yep, I do. I will be drving my Prius to the picnic next Sunday."

"Good for you." Erin smiled. If he wanted to brag about his car, he didn't have to start it off as if he was going to ask her out! But Erin didn't care, right?