CONTROLLER: Oliver Meets Stuart and Teresa

When no one answered the door immediately, Teresa said "Maybe no one's home." She *hoped* no one was home. She didn't like this place. It may have looked a lot like all of the other homes in the neighborhood, but it had a sort of ominous feel to it. But that could have just been because of why they were here. Teresa was about to turn away, but Stuart stopped her after he heard the door opening. The person standing next to the open door was an average-looking early thirties guy. He didn't really look all that menacing at all. But looks could be deceiving. "Yes? Can I help you?" the man asked. "Are you Oliver?" Stuart asked. "Yes, that's me. Who are you?" "Stuart Morrison. This is my girlfriend Teresa," he said, gesturing towards her. "I work with Alan McMichael." "Uh huh. Am I supposed to know who that is?" Oliver asked. "Don't play dumb with me, buddy," Stuart snapped. "I know you did something to him. I met him outside a gay bar and I could see that someone messed with his head. I know you had something to do with it. So fess up. What the hell did you do to him, you sicko?!"