Michael: I need my entourage. Jim, Dwight, Ryan - come on, we're going to Asian Hooters.
Ryan: Oh, man, I can't.
Michael: Why not?
Ryan: I'm not feeling so well. I've got a ton of work to do here. MSG allergy, peanut allergy, I just ate there last night.
Jim: Wow, thanks for taking all the excuses, dude.
Ryan: Doctor appointment, car trouble, plantar warts, granddad fought in World War II. Use your head, man. I keep mine in here. Look alive, Halpert. Welcome back.