Pam: My veil tore. I knew that when we were getting married and I’m five months pregnant, that I’m not gonna be able to wear the dress that I always wanted, or high heels. Jim: Hey. You look just as I imagined you. Pam, you’re so pretty. Pam: Thank you. Jim: And who cares? It’s just a stupid veil, right? Pam: No… This was the one thing I was supposed to be able to control- this veil. Jim: There. Now we’re even.
i don’t even watch this show but that was so sweet