Ari was watching television when he heard the knock on the door. Standing up he walked over to the. He heard the cops and growls at them. Not liking how they spoke. He was later holding Stella in his arms. Holding her close. He was sad in his own way. Trailing his fingers through her hair. "Stella..." he says softly. Kissing her lovingly on top of the head. He watches as the days go by and Stella doesn't cheer up any. He feels sad and it makes him even sadder feeling her sadness. Three weeks later the door bell rings and he, barechested as always, walks over to the door. He opens the door seeing an older lady there. "Hello?" he says questioningly. "Can I help you?" He was worried about Stella as she was having very odd symptoms. He eyed the woman who looked him up and down like he was some sort of sex god super model. "Uh....is something wrong?"