A resolution, but at what price?
Michael was glad that the crap that had been happening was now all but over, but now he finds himself rather...well, depressed isn't the right word. That has waaaaay too many connotations for him than he's comfortable with. Melancholy? Meh. He really doesn't know the right word for it, but its obviously negative but its not as crushing.

Not like the whole situation with Briana.

So, after going through his phone, he settles on a single number. This person has been a friend of his since he began his side project (hobby? whatever), and she did have an interest in what was happening, albeit indirect.

So Michael makes a call to one Miss Lord.