Michael: Maeby, what are you doing? I thought my son was president.
Maeby: No, he's chief technical officer. The president goes with the company when we sell.
Michael: I'm all for selling Gob, but I thought I talked him out of that. Can I talk to George Michael? Is he here?
Maeby: George Michael? Who's that?
Gob: He's a singer, I think. Like, a gay one. And, you know, you can't convert that stuff away, but yeah, I think that guy is a singer. Do we have Internet?
Michael: Uh, sorry, George Maharis.
Gob: No, I'm not George Maharis. George Michael is George Maharis, and he's in your old office.
Michael: Oh. Thank you.
Gob: Don't know. Once you're gay, you're gay, Michael! God, Michael's so stupid. Everybody's gonna see.