Jim: Okay, just so I understand it. In your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil. Dwight: Yeah, but I haven’t told you my salary yet. Jim: Go. Dwight: $80,000 a year. Dwight: Don’t you want to earn Schrute bucks? Stanley: No. In fact, I’ll give you a billion Stanley nickels if you never talk to me again. Dwight: What’s the ratio of Stanley nickels to Schrute bucks? Stanley: The same as the ratio of unicorns to leprechauns.