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like Superman, and the people who work here are like citizens of Gotham City. Stanley: Michael, you remember my daughter, Melissa. Angela: I guess I wouldn't mind a pair of small, well-behaved boys. [Sasha walks out] Yeah, we can stick with last year's, you're just going to have to supplement it, somehow. [Jake walks over and messes with Dwight's bobbleheads] Uh, excuse me, these are expensive collector's items, okay? Dwight: No, I don't have computer games on my work computer. [Jim and Abby snicker, Angela glares at Dwight] Melissa: I drink like, a hundred Ice Macchiatos a day, and practically nothing else. Melissa: There's a really cool coffee place, Jitters, at the Steamtown Mall. [reading from book] The great tall tailor always comes to little girls that suck their thumbs--- are you listening, Sasha? And 'ere they dream when he's about, he takes his great sharp scissors out, and then cuts their thumbs clean off!
[Sasha moves the train to Michael's desk] Want to bring it over... I don't want to see you sniffing around her anymore this afternoon, do you understand?! Dwight: [standing up] Nazi was a fascist movement... [Kelly glares through the door] You have an email address? [Stanley gets up] Stanley: That little girl is a child! Dwight: I was gonna teach the children how to make corn-husk dolls. This is a very special story, it's called Struwwelpeter, by Heinrich Hoffman from 1864. A traditional English Ballad about the beheaded Anne Boleyn. a book my Grandmutter used to read me when I was a kid.