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INT. QUEEN CONSOLIDATED - DAY, CONTINUOUS
FELICITY
We should celebrate. Queen
Consolidated lives to see another
day.
Oliver shakes her off.
OLIVER
I don't know about that. Seems
premature to consider this a win.
Isabel Rochev won't go quietly.
FELICITY
You have to take your victories
where you can get them.
OLIVER
What do you have in mind?
FELICITY
Celebratory drinks. Or ice cream.
Or both. This is a judgement free
zone.
Oliver looks reluctant then relents, why not.
FELICITY (CONT'D)
I'll text Digg.
INT. BAR - NIGHT
Oliver and Felicity get seated side by side at the bar.
Felicity's phone buzzes and while she checks it Oliver
signals the bartender.
OLIVER
Scotch. And a Chateaux Margaux for
the lady.
(to Felicity)
Is that Digg?
FELICITY
Yeah. He can't make it but he said
he'd meet us later at Verdant.
The bartender places the drinks down. Felicity looks
quizzically at the wine.
OLIVER
I guessed.
FELICITY
Thanks.
OLIVER
Are you okay?
FELICITY
It's only a little awkward.
OLIVER (CONFUSED)
What?
FELICITY
You and I having drinks.
(embarrassed)
Which is NOT what you were asking
was it?
OLIVER
No. You think it's awkward?
FELICITY
You don't?
OLIVER
Why would I? We're friends.
FELICITY
We are?
Off Oliver.
OLIVER
Aren't we?
FELICITY
Yes?
They stare at each other in confusion. Then Felicity shakes
her head.
FELICITY (CONT'D)
Yes. Of course. I'm sorry. You said
that before...Let's just start
over. Why are you asking if I'm
okay?
OLIVER
Because in the last couple days,
you nearly got blown up, shot, and
jumped out of a 52nd floor window
and into a 50th floor window.
FELICITY
If you and I are going to keep
working together, you really need
to stop asking me that.
OLIVER (TEASING)
It's tradition.
(beat)
And that's not an answer.
Off Felicity, Stop being so fucking charming.
FELICITY
Well as you can see, I'm fine.
Off Oliver. She's suddenly self-conscious. It's suddenly
heated.
OLIVER
Good.
The silence hangs there, expectant.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
So, why were you looking at my high
school transcripts?
FELICITY (IGNORING HIM)
How IS Thea doing?
Off Oliver, C'mon Felicity.
FELICITY (CONT'D)
I was extremely thorough in my
search to find you.
(slightly ominous)
Extremely thorough.
Off Oliver, suddenly alarmed.
OLIVER
I guess that makes us really good
friends then. Since you now know
all my secrets.
Felicity looks down at the now empty wine glass. Oliver
notices her glass and signals the bartender.
FELICITY (MURMURS)
Almost all.
(to Oliver)
I know you probably don't want to
talk about what you've been doing
since you left...
OLIVER
You want to know why I went back to
the island.
FELICITY
Kind of. It's not really a happy
place for you.
OLIVER
It's hard to explain. It's the only
place where things are...clear.
Simple. I thought I could distract
myself from what happened...Tommy.
But, then I realized that maybe
what I really needed was to try to
figure out what went wrong.
FELICITY
Did you?
OLIVER
Not as much as I hoped. I did a lot
of thinking.
(long beat)
I thought a lot about you in fact.
Off Felicity.
FELICITY (SURPRISE)
You did?
OLIVER
And Digg.
FELICITY (DISAPPOINTED)
Oh.
OLIVER
But mostly you.
Off Felicity.
FELICITY
Why me?
OLIVER
You staying that night. It meant a
lot.
(long beat)
I've never met anyone like you.
FELICITY
Is that a good thing?
Off Oliver, still trying to figure it out. Deep down, a
really fucking inconvenient and dangerous yes.
OLIVER
And the upgrades, the bow...how did
you know I'd even come back?
FELICITY
I didn't. Not for sure. I hoped.
(beat, heart eyes)
I had faith.
Off Oliver. In you. She had faith in you. This is bad. This
is really bad. This is dangerous for her and you. Especially
you.
FELICITY (CONT'D)
In the meeting, you told Isabel
Rochev that most people don't see
the real you.
(beat)
But the man that I see, the man in
the hood, saving people. I think
that's the real you.
OLIVER
That man is a killer.
FELICITY
Was. Was a killer. Your past
doesn't define you.
OLIVER
Do you really believe that?
FELICITY
Absolutely.
Oliver takes her in. Every inch of her intelligence, resolve,
and strength. And he believes it. Maybe because he so
desperately wants to. He believes her. Felicity Smoak.
Because she said so. He looks at her and he knows. He likes
her, a lot. A VERY MUCH NOT JUST AS GOOD FRIENDS LOT. SHIT. I
am so very fucked.