Gary Bunda:
Uh, you wanted to see me?
Satan:
Gary, get in here!
Gary Bunda:
You must be Lee. Been seeing her around the office.
Satan:
Troy tells me that you two are living together, inside a shack, inside your television?!
Gary Bunda:
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't blame Lee. She's got nothing to do with it. I talked her into it. And I'm just --
Lee:
[whispers]
Gary Bunda:
Yeah, I'm -- I'm -- I'm -- I'm -- I'm not sorry.
Satan:
What?
Lee:
[whispers]
Gary Bunda:
I'm your most valued employee, right?
Lee:
[whispers]
Gary Bunda:
I can't even, I cannot do this...
Gary Bunda:
Lee and I are a platonic team together and we, uh...
Lee:
[whispers]
Gary Bunda:
We're dating.
Satan:
[laughs] Go on and date her.
Gary Bunda:
What?
Satan:
I don't give a sh*t. You got some real balls on you, Gary.
Gary Bunda:
Yes, they are very swollen.
Satan:
Yeah, they are.
Gary Bunda:
I think I sat on a bee. They do look bigger, right?
Satan:
Listen, I didn't care about you two hooking up. I just said no inter-office romance because she's got that curse, you know?
Gary Bunda:
What curse?
Satan:
The curse where you get elephantitis of the nut-sac when you have sex with her.
Gary Bunda:
But we can be open about dating each other?
Satan:
Oh, my gosh, of course! Send out the invitations!
Gary Bunda:
Yes! We did it! I love you, baby. [accidentally bumps his swollen balls while hugging Lee] Oh, ah, okay, alright. I got like, accidentally hard and it makes them hurt worse.