Over a loudspeaker, a voice crackled to life. Jim looked around, confused.

"Jim. What was it?"

Jim looked side to side. "What?"

"What," Dwight demanded, "was it you said?"

Jim shrugged. Pam gasped as she finally reached him, collapsing into his arms. Jim held her. Between panicked breaths, she muttered a single word at Jim.

"-Bears."

"No." Jim leaned back, terrified. "No, Pam. He can't..."

"Jim..." The loudspeaker chided. The tsunami of beets beared down on them both. Jim closed his eyes. Pain flowed from his heart. A single tear tickled down his cheek.

Jim screwed up his courage. He filled his lungs, and threw back his head.

"Bears!"

The ground shook under his feet. Pam opened her eyes, fearful of the quaking. She looked around in awe of the tsunami and shaking threatening her life. And Jim's.

"Beets!"

The shaking became unbearable. Jim fell to his knees, dropping Pam. She screamed at Jim just to be heard over the deafening roar around them.

Cracks opened in the earth under their feet. Pam grabbed Jim's hand and prepared herself to meet her maker.

Jim steadied himself, and took one more deep breath. As he did, he winked at Pam. She returned an unsure look, convinced they were about to die at Dwight's hand.

"Battlestar Galactica!" Jim screamed at the sky. His knees gave out. Bent and buckled, he watched the tsunami ebb and fall. A mottled red wave lost its energy and spread out across the horizon.

The sound of a slow clap eminated from the loudspeaker.