Looking to expand their markets, Corporate has decided to buy some air time, hire an ad agency, and broadcast their existence unto the ether. Michael, of course, has his own idea of how things should be done, and isn’t afraid to risk it all on his dreams. Speaking of dreams, Dwight escapes further into his Second Life, Pam gets a gold star on her first steps away from receptionistdom, and Andy finally gets somewhere with Angela (or does he?).
They want eleven dollar bills, and it turns out Michael has only got ten. Going broke under the weight of Jan’s remodeling projects and his own irrepressible need for more magic supplies, Michael has taken a second job working at a call bank. But it all comes crashing down when he begins to neglect his duties at Dunder Mifflin, leaving Oscar and Jan to attempt to save the day as a baffled and desperate Michael does a runner. In other news, Jim and Pam have a “romantic” night away at Dwight’s new bed and breakfast, which leads them to discover that Dunder Mifflin’s top salesman is still struggling with his recent breakup.
Dunder-Mifflin Infinity has gone live and is in no mood to take prisoners (unless they be of a pizza boy variety). Michael makes a couple of terrible decisions, as per usual, although this one is arguably his worst one yet, as it involves someone who has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with the office (namely, said pizza boy). Of course, Class 2 felony charges aren’t enough to keep love from blossoming; Kelly’s preying eyes spy new game, Angela sees there are other (horrifying) fish in the sea, and Jim and Pam bond over technological pranks and non-hot-round-garbage pizza.
This week’s recap introduces Karin’s equally talented partner in crime, Linus.
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. Well, not really, but I don’t get to quote Who lyrics without bending the truth sometimes, so there it is. Ryan struts back to Scranton with a new job title, a new suit, a new sense of self-worth, and, ye gods, a new beard. His radical ideas strike fear in the aging hearts of some Scrantonites: Creed comes alive, Phyllis comes apart, and Michael comes to water, even if they won’t let him drink. Meanwhile, new lovers are outed and old ones are riven in two.