Michael: Dad, what are you doing here?
George Sr.: I wanted to speak to you in person.
Michael: Then you're here to apologize, is that right?
George Sr.: Sure.
Narrator: Although, he covered pretty well.
George Sr.: And of course to see you at Orange County Imagine.
Michael: I went to you for a simple signature, and you told me to go to hell.
Narrator: Actually, it was the newly potent Oscar, who, like one of Gob's sick bees, was pollinating one barren flower after another, who told Michael to go to hell. Which is how George, Sr. was left with just Senor Senoritas, and that's when he got a lead on his wall problem.