Oliver saw the lines and angles to hit things for them to go where he wanted, theoretically. Using a cue to hit a ball to get that outcome wasn't a skill he'd practiced. He went for another shot, managing to sink it. "Yeah, we came together. We've been here since the beginning of December. The prior housing location was nicer, if more isolated."
Oliver missed the next shot by a hair. "I already miss not worrying about what the neighbors think."