Riddler dude is still weird as fuck.
I just walked out to use the bathroom and he was sitting on the laundry room/storage steps tapping his foot and looking very concerned. I was like "hey" and used the bathroom, because I really had to piss. I come out and ask "Are you ok?" And he asks if I had recently cooked, and I sadi yeah, an hour ago. He pointed to a dish that somehow had gotten an little bit of food on it. I remarked "That's weird.", because I had not seen that when I put my dish up to dry. (Assuming this was my dish, I'm not sure, I just did it.) So I wash it off, and he says "Yeah." He then goes back to his room.
The whole thing was weird. He was just sitting outside my room, tapping his foot like he was about to blow his top, looking concerned as fuck over a dish drying that got a bit of food on it somehow. Was this keeping him up? I feel like, at this point, he needs to seek professional help. This is not just weird, this is like debilitating OCD.