I don't think we should wait to see if Charles deigns to grace us at another Dwight.
Next hoorah should be in Richmond, arranged without Charles' knowledge. On a bright Saturday morning, 30 of us will ring his doorbell and ask him out to brunch.
If he freaks out and refuses, we'll call the police and say there's a man barracaded in his apartment threatening to kill 30 people who are simply standing on the sidewalk, minding their own business.
After they throw in the teargas, we'll say it was all a horrible mistake, but he'll then be vulnerable enough for us to drag him to Denny's.
Can you rent a whole Denny's?
