Receptionist: Hello. Looking for a grandparent?
George Michael: No, thank you. I- No, I have enough. I'm, uh... I think I might be at the wrong address. I'm looking for someone who I cannot imagine meets -your residency requirements here.
Maeby: Rose, he's fine. It's all right. He's with me.
George Michael: This is where you're living, a senior center?
Maeby: Yeah, just wait. Hey, Rose, do you mind? [lock buzzes] Thank you. Yeah, I needed somewhere to lay low until the Perfecto thing blew over.