You can’t beat an episode that begins with a fountain of cheese. My only hope is that Pam and Jim will also have one at their wedding —now that they’re engaged! Sure, it happened at the show’s end, but I thought we’d jump right in with what everybody cares most about anyway. Well, that and discovering the identity of Jan’s real baby daddy (sperm bank, shmerm bank). And seeing Mike and Holly’s Pam Beesley-and-Jim-esque will they/won’t they relationship unfold. Or watching Phyllis blackmail Angela with her first-person knowledge of the latter’s Schrute lust (in her words, “I guess I was just in the right place at the right time”).
But I’ll tell you what worries me: With Pam out being “the little fish in the Big Apple” and flirting like mad (get it? He’s from Mad Men) with Rich Sommer, the PB&J nuptials are destined to hit a road bump. At best, they’ll have that dreaded long engagement. At worst, Pammy will send Jim the way of Roy (out of her life, out of a job, out of his mind). Doubtful, I know, but it could happen. Some meanies people might call it edgy.
They’re not the sole characters I’m concerned about. First, there’s Holly. Not only is she perfect for Michael (she laughs at “ex-squeeze-me” and loves the Counting Crows), but she’s also stolen Dwight’s role as his little buddy. They’re rapping together! Finishing each other’s stupid sentences! Answering each other’s inane questions! Those are Dwight’s duties! He’s the assistant to the regional manager after all. The next thing you know, Holly’s going to be agreeing to rent a room in Mike’s condo and Dwight will be hatching some twisted revenge plan that’s much worse than having his weird cousin Mose stick a rabid raccoon in her car. (PS: Mose/Michael Schur fans must check out the commentary and deleted scenes for the “Money” episode on the season 4 DVD set. He’s hilarious.)
I’m also fearful that Andy will get his heart broken. Yeah, he’ll never be Angela’s one and only, but let’s see him dump her, not the other way around. His speech about being ready to “marry you in the eye of a hurricane in the middle of a snowstorm on top of a monsoon” just so they could “spend the rest of our lives together” was probably the sweetest thing I’d heard all year. That’s what was so great about yesterday’s episode: I’ll admit I wasn’t rolling on the floor laughing, but I did find myself clutching my hand over my heart several times. Last night had those tender moments only The Office can pull off without seeming corny: Jim’s proposal in the rain in front of a rest stop, Michael pumping up Kelly’s self-esteem by having the staff point out her beauty (Creed: “Hell of an ass”), and Angela realizing that she’s been terrible to Andy, then smooching him in front of everyone.
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