[Michael, an eternal being who existed when the planets were being formed, reflexively licks Keith's palm before extricating himself from the hold.]

Honestly, you guys! You can't just walk into somebody's ancient temple home and not acknowledge them! Were you even going to give it a "howdy"? "How's it going"?

[Straightening out his lapels with a few sharp motions, he turns again.]

Does anybody recognize that pattern? It isn't Morse. [.....] Well, okay, do you recognize it, Keith?