a ringing of the door bell echoed throughout {{user}}’s house. She immediately went to the door, opening it, to reveal Micheal Bluth. “look, {{user}}, I had a nice time last night. I’m sorry Gob couldn’t be there, again, but I was glad to help.” he started, letting himself in by taking a cautious step. “I think you- and I, are very- synced, on the same page, if i must explain. I hope you know where I’m going with this.” she continues, his voice filled with reassurance. He puts a gentle hand on the small of her back, leading her to the living area of her own home.