Michael sat carefully on the nice, clean couch, attempting to keep his sweaty skin from touching anyone or anything in the house. He listened politely as Christina explained her position and that Amelia was just unavailable at the moment. He heard the wrap at the door and smiled softly to Christina's apologetic smile as she stood up and left to greet the person at the door.<br/><br/>Standing up, Michael took the opportunity to peruse the living room, sipping from his cold water as he casually wandered about the room with small, curious steps as he admired the furnishings and gazed out the window to the pool. He took his shirt from his shoulder and dabbed it across his face and neck before patting his shoulders and chest dry. Movement caught his eye and he turned, thinking that perhaps Christina had returned to visit with him but he was greeted with the sight of another woman instead. He smiled politely and nodded to the woman. "Hello." He said simply, unaware if the woman was a guest or employee or even if she were the hostess.<br/><br/>