A toast!

"How 'bout a toast, Shall I?" Offfered Michael. "Here's to good friends."

Everyone responded with a "Cheers."

"And," added Jan staring at Jim. "Here's to great lovers."

Her eyes never left Jim as she stared intently at him from over her wine completely ignoring Michael who smiled at her and held her hand.

"Kinda sorta an oaky afterbirth," said Michael after he took a sip.

"What was that?" Asked Jim trying desperately to avoid Jan's gaze. Pam picked up on something between the two. She couldn't tell what it was quite yet.

"So music, should we turn some music?" Asked Jan as she got up from the couch to their CD player along a wall.

"Yeah that sounds good," answered Michael.

Jan walked past Jim sliding her hand along his shoulder and bicep.

"Do you guys remember my old assistant Hunter? He is an excellent songwriter," said Jan as she hit play and the music came on. Jan closed her eyes and became swept up in the music. Andy began to bob his head to the music. Angela simply rolled her eyes looking disgusted.

Hunter's CD: "You took me by the hand, Made me a man, That one night, You made everything all right, So raw, so right, All night, all right, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, So raw, so right, All night, all right, Oh yeah."

Jan gyrated her hips to the music. She slid a hand along her neck and chest.

"I could listen to this song for hours," said Jan.

"You have," said Michael loudly over the loud music. "You go into your candle room and blare this for hours at a time. Sometimes I don't even know if you're alive in there. But, You know what? Hunter was a terrible assistant, that is why Ryan fired him."

"Well I think he's probably just about as reliable as Pam," said Jan quick to defend Hunter from Michael. "It usually takes you an afternoon to get back to me."

Pam glared at Michael.

"Sometimes I think she holds on to faxes," chimed in Angela. Pam looked shocked.

"Who wants to play charades?" Asked Michael.

"Abso-freaking-lutely!" Cried Andy excitedly.

"Great!" Said Michael clapping his hands as he jumped up. He jogged over and turned the CD player off. Jan sat down next to Jim on the floor. Jim looked like he was about to be set on fire.

"Ok, so it will be easy," said Michael grabbing some paper and pencils from a drawer. "We'll each write down two or three celebrities and we have to guess who they are. Uh, Angela and Jim and I will be a team against the leftovers. Andy, Jan and Pam."

"Fine," said Angela and grabbed paper.

"Ok, whatever," said Jan and did the same as Angela. Pam was silent and grabbed her paper.

"Aw, the Nard-dog, the lovely Miss Levingston, and Pam-me-lovely. We're gonna kick your butts," said Andy pointing at Michael, Jim and Angela.

"Don't be gross, Andy," said Angela looking disgusted.

Everyone wrote on the papers, folded them, and placed them in a bowl.

"I'll go first," said Andy grabbing a paper. He looked at it and began.

"There's a hump," said Andy gesturing to his back and then making a smoking motion.

"Joe Camel!" Exclaimed Jan.

"Okay yes, first name of that animal and the second name is the state where...,,.Helena is the capital," said Andy.

"Montana," said Pam and then cried, "Joe Montana!"

"Yes! Yes," said Andy pointing at Pam.

"Why didn't you just say 49ers quarterback?" Asked Pam to Andy who just squinted his eyes at her.

"All right, " cheered Michael as he stood and began to rhymically clapping his hands and chanting, "my my my my turn, my my my my turn, my my my my turn."

"Babe can you just like really, woah," began Jan. "Could you just simmer down?

"What, no, I'm just making people laugh," Said Michael defending himself.

"No," said Jan bluntly.

"Yes, I was watching Jim's face," said Michael pointing at Jim who was awkwardly trying not to look at anyone.

"I was watching Jim," said Jan as she finally made eye contact and slightly raised an eyebrow at him which no one but Jim caught.

"And he was laughing," said Michael, "but ya know what doesn't matter cuz we are gonna win this thing."

Michael drew his piece of paper from the bowl.