Michael looked back at her, his calm, blue eyes focused on hers.<br/><br/>"He doesn't... service you like a waiter. He doesn't appear Himself in order to grant your every wish and desire. In Him, you might find the strength to do what you want to do. He may watch over you, but He doesn't interfere directly. So many people ask Him for something, and when they don't get it.... they look elsewhere, and that is where they fall," he said, obviously hinting at her life as it had been for many years now.<br/><br/>At her assumption of his being an 'angel', he chuckled softly. "I am just someone who has taken an interest in your well-being, and who is simply trying to help. As for what I want you to do..." he shrugged again. "As I already told you - I want you to drop your wicked ways, and turn to something Good. Help people, instead of taking advantage of them. Think not only with your head, but with your heart."<br/><br/>Michael folded his hands in his lap and tilted his head. "Why don't you take a few days and think on it. I am sure you can think of a few things on your own. I've given you the means, and some general ground work for what you can do to better yourself. Then, say... in a few nights... we meet up again, perhaps over dinner, and discuss what you've done. We can then both analyze the steps you've taken, and see what sort of an effect they've had on your surroundings - and on you," he said.<br/><br/>He surprised himself with the invitation to her, and realized that inviting her to dinner wasn't just about catching up on what she had been doing. There was something more to her - something more he wanted to explore. He cleared his throat quietly, quickly regaining his composure.<br/><br/>"Of course, I'll give you my cell number, too. If you find yourself in a bind, or you are at some sort of crossroads and need some help, or if you just need to talk... you can text or call me. It might not be as good as talking directly to Him," he said, glancing for a split-second up at the ceiling, "But at least I will talk back," he said, smiling at her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>