Your brains will take me soooo many places-deep into so many minds!” With the exception of our new visitors’, your brains will be the richest. He plunged his hand into the ooze and pulled out a pulsating brain. He strolled around, peering into jugs, lifting up the larger Tupperware containers and peering underneath, making sure not to spill the precious juices on his head.įinally, he came to a laundry basket lined with a trash bag. “Where are you, Tutankhamen? Tonight your body shall burn to feed your brain.” ,” he said, swinging the sword carelessly with one hand while searching around the chamber. Once they were gone, the mummy turned his attention back to the containers. They held up their hands in protest, clicked their beaks, and hissed, but backed out. “Get outta here!” yelled the mummy in reply. Before the bird-head could bow and present it to the mummy, the mummy snatched it away. One reached behind its back and unsheathed a long, curved blade that started narrow near the hilt and widened toward the point. The bird-heads clicked their beaks in anger, but obeyed. Stop bowing and give me the Blade of a Thousand and One Souls already!” “All right, all right,” he said, snapping his fingers. They bowed again and dropped it at the feet of the first mummy, who was alive and very impatient. This one was motionless as they carried it into the room. The bird-heads went back through the doorway, and returned quickly with another mummy. “Make it snappy- we’ve got a lot of prep work to do.” Their beaks clicked as they bowed low to the mummy. They crouched down low to get through the doorway without harming their bird heads. Two figures appeared in the doorway that had been chiseled through a rock wall. “We’ve got to get down to business straight away.” He clapped his hands twice, and a fine white dust flew from his bandages. “I’m back, and I don’t have any time for chitchat,” said the mummy. Ooze gushed out and splashed onto the sandy ground. “I’m baaaaaaaaaack!” growled the mummy, and something within each of the containers trembled. The flickering light reflected off of the liquid that filled the jars, vats, and open Tupperware around the room. I also like that Holly and Michael are back together and seem so happy.The mummy entered the dank chamber and lit the torches one by one. I love Pam’s little smile after they deny they’d been, uh, busy somewhere. I think this was one of the better episodes of the season. Michael tries to break it off but she tells him that the company won’t determine their fate and they decide to move in together. Michael and Holly do the “I’m not touching you” thing and it’s worse so Gabe has a sit down where he brings up that Holly is going to have to go back to Nashua at some point. It’s awkward and sweet all at the same time. Holly and Michael declare their love for each other in front of everyone.
Michael is offended by everyone not wanting to see he and Holly making out. Guess they managed to find a spot after all. Of course, everyone knows what they were up to. A little later, they walk awkwardly back into the office at the same time looking a bit unconvincingly nonchalant. Jim and Pam search out their own hookup zone but they aren’t having any luck. Michael wants to designate three closets as hookup zones, one for each base. They don’t realize they’re the catalyst for this meeting…they’re sitting in the same chair. Gabe holds a conference about the PDA where Holly and Michael share a chair.
In the break room, the staff talks about how the PDA is getting to them. Jim and Pam decide to have Valentine’s lunch instead of dinner and they had bottomless glasses of champagne.
I don’t think this is exactly what Gabe had in mind. Andy reluctantly agrees and they have a great time. Once they figure that one out, Erin asks Andy to help her with the rest. Erin asks Andy to help her figure out the next clue so they put the puzzle together. But she needs clues because she is completely clueless.
Gabe puts together a Valentine’s Day treasure hunt for Erin. Holly and Michael are very schmoopy in the middle of the office and everyone looks pretty uncomfortable. I don’t even know what to say about that. Shannon – Associate open: Darryl’s 97 year old grandmother died and the office thought it was a birthday card instead of a condolence card.
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