Michael stares at her blankly once she's grabbed him with so much purpose. He's similarly unsure of her goal. She said she was going to fix something, but he's not sure what. Something's crooked, apparently. It could be anything.
“...No, for shoes,” he says after a moment, face-to-face with Lee. “You know. Like Cinderella. Don didn't like it much. I mean, he liked the idea, because it was good. Deep down, he liked it. But the whole thing with the last-minute pitch... At the time I thought it was okay, it was great. Looking back, though, Cosgrove might have had a point.”