(Everyone fussing over Dale)

('CW' means co-Worker)

CW#1: You didn't say you're dating the manager!

Dale: I'd deny it, but what's the use?

CW#2: Since when have you been dating?

Dale: (with his eyes on his screen and whilst typing) Apparently 3 months now. (angrily) And the idiot still can't identify a .exe from a .pdf!

CW#1: Is that why you got a raise?

Dale: (looks up at CW#1) Buddy, look at me. If I get a raise, I won't tell anybody but there will be signs.

Dale: I can't even ask him for a bonus, what made you think I can ask him out on a date? We're not dating, you idiots. I'm the only saint who's stupid enough to be his friend.

Dale: And the guy actually had a rough childhood because he finds it hard to communicate and figure out social cues.

Dale: He's weird and aloof but that's just because he's wildly misunderstood. And—

Everyone: (stares as Dale starts yapping about June)