Haha, the idea of having Dwight make Michael throw up sort of fleetingly crossed my mind, and was immediately followed by, "Ew, NO. Just . . . no."

Which naturally meant that I was doomed to use it. It was just too horrible not to.

And, aw, I felt so guilty writing this, because I just knew that it was all leading up to the soul-shattering lunch not-a-date. Oh, Jim.

Thank you so much for reading! :)