Michael! I'm so very glad you're here.

[Delmar shuffles forward from where he was slipping a pie in the oven near the back. Given there is a counter separating them, he reaches out to pat him excitedly on the shoulder, sparing him a hug.

He then laces his fingers together, clasping his hands close to his chest excitedly]

Would you like your first ever treat from the bakery, Michael?

[If you say no you may break his heart. Play it carefully, Michael.]