My neighbors down the street have known me for decades and have always welcomed me in to "shoot da breeze for a few"; they often hang out around the dinner-table in their large-glass-windowed kitchen, anyway, and so they can easily notice me as I amble up the front walk. So I always just watch for them to glance up and give me affable nods as I near their glass storm-door; this is my implied door-knock, and so I know that I can just stroll right on in and sit down with them.

The committee commenced blamestorming over the situation rather than seeking solutions to the problem.