A new chapter: get ready for some new friendships, drama, and humor (or at least my attempt at it)! I'm not really sure about this story right now, so please review. Also, thanks to the people who already have reviewed. You're way too nice!

Sorry about all the random mentions of Ryan but he is my favorite character and I love the Michael/Ryan relationship! I also am thinking of including him in a later chapter, maybe an interview from jail? What do you think?

Chapter Two

Lies, LIES!, O.R.I.'s

Michael is sitting in his office.

Michael TH: I think Kelly is a great choice for our receptionist. At least for a little while; I'm sure there will be many, many pretty young women coming to fill the position soon. (Uses girly voice.) "Mister Michael Scott, can I be the new receptionist? Oh, I can? I love you, will you marry me? What do you mean, you already have a girlfriend? Who is it?" (Grins.) No, I don't have a girlfriend. But I do like someone. It's… okay, it's Holly. (Laughing.) I think that's pretty obvious. (Tries to change subject.) But anyway, I think Kelly is doing well as a new Pam. Think about how perfect she is: she's ethnic, uh… I mean, that's not why she makes a good receptionist. She's also very cute and friendly, which is mostly what you look for in a receptionist. (Imitating Kelly's perky voice.) "Dunder Mifflin, this is Kelly!" She represents everything I think we stand for in this office. Also, since she works in customer service, she can do her job from Pam's desk.

Shot of Jim at his desk, working. Kelly is sitting behind Pam's desk.

Kelly: Jim?

Jim: Yeah, Kelly?

Kelly: How come you never come over here and talk to me?

Jim: (Looking up from his desk.) What?

Kelly: Well, I'm just saying, you always come over here to talk to Pam when she's here.

Jim: Yeah, well, Kelly, Pam is my girlfriend.

Kelly: You did that even when she was engaged to Roy.

Jim realizes he is caught. He tries to avoid eye contact with the camera.

Kelly: Are we not friends, Jim?

Jim sighs, gets up, and walks over to Kelly.

Jim: So… what do you want to talk about?

Kelly: I don't know, how about celebrity couples?

Jim: See, that's not something that Pam and I usually talk about.

Kelly: All right, what do you usually talk about?

Jim: Well… we play a lot of pranks on Dwight, I guess.

Kelly: Already done.

Kelly holds up a key.

Jim: All right. What is that?

Kelly: It's a key.

Jim: I can tell it's a key. Whose is it?

Kelly: It's Dwight's. Duh.

Jim: (Chuckles.) No way. What does it unlock?

Kelly: His desk drawer.

Jim: (Slightly confused.) You took the key to his desk?

Kelly: Uh huh. After unhooking his computer mouse and locking it in there, of course.

Jim laughs, amazed; he has never seen this side of Kelly before.

Jim: When did you do this?

Kelly: When he was over there, pretending to put files away but actually staring at Angela.

Jim: (Glances at camera.) What… he was looking at Angela?

Kelly: Yeah, either her or Kevin, I couldn't really tell.

They both laugh, then look over at Dwight, who is talking on the phone at his desk. Dwight hangs up and starts to go on the computer, and realizes his mouse is gone. He looks around frantically for it, then glares up at Jim.

Dwight: Halpert!

Jim: Yes, Dwight?

Dwight walks up to Jim angrily.

Dwight: Where did you put it?

Jim: Where did I put what, Dwight?

Dwight: My mouse! My computer mouse, I know you took it! Now where is it?

Jim: I don't know what you're talking about.

Dwight: Wh… you… you took my mouse and hid it somewhere! I demand to know where it is!

Jim: I didn't do anything with it. Did you do anything with it, Kelly?

Kelly shakes her head seriously.

Dwight: (Shouting.) Lies, LIES!

Jim: Hey Angela, did you do anything with Dwight's computer mouse?

Angela looks up from her desk with her usual serious expression.

Angela: (Condescendingly.) Is that what all this commotion is about? Some sort of childish argument?

Andy overhears this conversation and stands up from his desk.

Andy: Yeah, you tell them, Honey!

Angela rolls her eyes and goes back to her work. Andy awkwardly sits back down. Dwight looks from Angela to Andy to Angela again. Dismayed, he decides to stop yelling at Jim. He walks back to his desk, but not without giving Jim a mean look. Jim looks at Kelly and laughs.

Jim: That was awesome.

Kelly: Hmm, it actually didn't feel as good as I thought it would.

Jim: Okay, then what do you want to talk about now?

Kelly: Um… oh! Did you hear about Jennifer Aniston and John Mayer? I think that they might be…

Jim gives the camera a look that says, 'Of course.'

A little later. Michael's office.

Michael TH: As Regional Manager, you might think it's my job to hire a new receptionist. But I'm allowed to pass my responsibilities on to anyone I want. So I am going to go out there and do my job by forcing someone else to do my job.

Michael stands up and walks out his door. He looks around.

Michael: (Calling out.) Attention all Dunder Mifflin women! Please come here right now.

The females of the office get up from their seats and walk over to Michael, all exchanging looks of annoyance except for Holly. Michael surveys the five women.

Michael: Mm, okay. Holly, since you're new here, you don't have to attend this meeting. I'm sparing you!

Michael grins and Holly giggles politely. She walks back to her seat with a slight smile and a glance at the camera.

Michael: And you, Kelly, can go back to Pam's desk. I need you working on not being so… annoying. 'K?

Kelly, looking slightly offended, walks back to the receptionist desk.

Michael: As for the rest of you, into the conference room!

Michael walks into the conference room, followed by Meredith, Phyllis, and Angela, none of whom look very happy. The women sit down in seats around the table, Angela on one side and the others across from her. Michael takes a seat at the head of the table.

Meredith: Why'd you call this meeting, Michael?

Michael: I want one of you to hire a new receptionist.

Angela: Why can't you just do it?

Michael: I would, but it requires a woman's touch. You will be interviewing women, after all.

Meredith: But what if a man applies for the job?

Phyllis nods her head in agreement, but Angela frowns disapprovingly.

Michael: Uh, that's not the kind of receptionist I'd want to hire. I mean, well, you could hire him. But he'd have to be hotter than Ryan.

Michael glances at the camera, shaking his head as if to say, 'It's not possible.'

Phyllis: But, hiring people… this isn't our job.

Michael: Oh really Phyllis? Then whose job is it?

Phyllis: It's your job, Michael.

Michael: Well, it looks like Phyllis here just volunteered herself to be the Official Receptionist Interviewer!

Michael looks at the camera with a very serious expression.

Michael: Or O.R.I.

Phyllis stares meaningfully across the table at Angela.

Phyllis: I have a lot of work to get done today. I sure wish someone else would volunteer to take my place.

Angela: (Unwillingly.) Michael, I volunteer to be the Official Receptionist Interviewer.

Michael: Or…?

Angela: (Even more reluctantly.) Or O.R.I.

Michael: Okay then, the job is yours. You may use the conference room for your interviews.

Meredith and Phyllis get up to leave, relieved that they did not have to take on such a stupid task. Angela glares at Phyllis as she leaves. When Phyllis turns around, Angela smiles forcedly.

Phyllis TH: (Very happy.) It feels good to finally have something on Angela.

Angela TH: I don't care what you or Phyllis thought you saw after Toby's goodbye party; blackmail is never the answer to any problem. (Frowns at the camera.)

Michael TH: Did you see how motivated Angela was? How excited she was at the idea of becoming the receptionist interviewer? This is why I love this job. It feels great to be able to motivate people, to make them feel passionate about something that is actually freakin' boring.

Angela TH: Do I want to be forced to do this job? No. Will I do it? Yes, but I plan on hiring the first poor soul who actually responds to Michael's prostitute-ad. …Unless it's a man who happens to be less attractive than Ryan.

Michael TH: (Very seriously.) If Angela hired some guy, and he wasn't as hot as Ryan… I think I would fire her.

Angela TH: Another reason I wouldn't hire the person is if she didn't like cats. …Or if she was dressed like a whore.

Angela frowns judgmentally at the camera.

Hope you liked it.

P.S. I might not have time to post a new chapter for a week or so, sorry!