"Er, hi," he says. Tries to take inventory to get his brain working again.

Woman at the door. Beautiful woman at the door. Amy's friend? Amy said she had a friend dropping by. A friend that she apparently declined to mention had lovely curly hair and the voice of an angel and a smile like sunshine.

'No, stop being weird,' Oliver tells himself, 'I just met her, I don't do this. Why am I thinking like this.'

"Too stunned to speak?" the woman teases, snapping him back to attention. He realizes he's sort of just been staring at her with a stupid expression and gently swaying side to side.

"No, sorry, I mean- I'm Oliver, nice to meet you, you must be here for Amy!" he stutters. He briefly turns to yell for Amy, but she's already half-sprinting over.

"Oliver?" the woman says. Perplexed green eyes look up and down him, like there's something she wants to ask him, but won't.

"River! Come in, let's catch up," Amy says, grabbing River by the wrist and practically dragging her to the stairs. River's confusion shifts to-alarm? Distress? No, he must be imagining things.