Plot
Before a Valentine's Day meeting at the corporate offices in New York City with Jan Levenson and the new CFO David Wallace, Michael Scott accidentally lets slip to the other branch managers that he and Jan "hooked up". At the meeting, instead of simply providing the financial status of his branch as asked, Michael shows a heartwarming video called "The Faces of Scranton" before reluctantly providing the information requested. Craig, from the Albany branch, is completely unprepared for the meeting and attempts to cover for it by suggesting that "maybe I should've slept with, too." In a private conversation with Michael, Jan is convinced that her career is over, but Michael defuses the situation by explaining to the CFO that it was a bad joke and accepts responsibility for the situation. As Michael leaves, Jan kisses him in the elevator, but then groans when she realizes they were caught on camera.
Meanwhile, back in the office, Angela Martin gives Dwight Schrute a "Dwight" bobblehead doll, and he gives her a key to his home. Phyllis Lapin is inundated with gifts from her boyfriend Bob Vance, while Pam Beesly is irritated with Roy Anderson when the only thing he gives her for Valentine's Day is the promise of the "best sex of life". Jim Halpert is forced to listen to, and witness Ryan Howard turn Kelly Kapoor down for a date. At the end of the day, Jim tells Pam "Happy Valentine's Day" and she watches him longingly as he leaves.
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