Dwight: When held over heat the invisible ink will reveal that everyone should meet at the warehouse immediately. Do not ask me where I got the invisible ink. Urine. It was urine.
Michael: I'm going to have some of this meat sandwich.
Dwight: It's pony.
Dwight: What are you doing here!?
Meredith: I dunno. I saw a crowd, I thought there might a dog fight or someth-
Dwight: Get out!
Oscar: Meredith, your boob is out!
Kelly: Dammit, Meredith, where are your panties?!
Meridith: Hey, it's causal Friday.
Angela: The man is wearing sandals. I don't need to see Oscar's toes at work. Gross! I mean, it looks like he just got off the boat.