"‘’Commodore Forster, Mister Shomberg is waiting for you in his office. You may enter it right away.’’ ‘’Thank you, miss!’’ Flanked by her husband and son, Tina went to an old-style door made of polished wood and knocked on it, waiting for a muffled ‘come in’ before opening it and entering a large office. That office, while comfortably furnished, also had a happy chaos look to it, with piles of papers and documents stacked on and around a large work desk and a shelving unit and with models of spaceships suspended from the ceiling or sitting on shelves. A big man in his fifties then came to her, his right hand extended for a shake and a big smile on his face. He was of pure Nordic blood, with blond hair, blue eyes and fairly pale skin color. ‘’Tina, it is truly nice to see you again. And you brought with you your cute son.’’ Shomberg shook Tina’s hand, then Michel’s hand before bending down to brush Misha’s hair. ‘’You are growing up quite fast, Misha. You should be able to attract plenty of girls in a few more years.’’ While Misha reddened a bit in embarrassment at those words, Michel and Tina grinned in response, with Michel replying to the designer."