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INT. Foundry – Evening
Oliver and Felicity are fighting. Thea, Roy, Sin watch from the sidelines. Diggle is looking at the computer monitors.
THEA (Addressing ROY UNDER HER BREATH): God, I hate it when mom and dad fight.
She rolls her eyes. Roy chokes on a laugh. Felicity and Oliver both whip their heads to look at them, but keep fighting.
FELICITY: Oliver! It’s not up to you.
OLIVER: It’s too dangerous!
FELICITY: Last time I checked I was a part of this team, as in not just here taking orders. You don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do. You might be my boss at Queen Consolidated, but you are definitely not my boss here!
OLIVER: Felicity! I know it’s your choice, but when someone you love is about to make a horrible mistake you say something!
FELICITY: Just because you don’t agree, doesn’t make it a horrible mistake!
DIGGLE (interrupting): He’s on the move, if we’re going to intercept we got to go now.
Thea, Roy, and Sin are already heading up the stairs. Oliver and Felicity speak AT THE SAME TIME.
OLIVER: I have to go.
FELICITY: You have to go.
Both sigh in frustration. Oliver points toward Felicity
OLIVER: We’re not done. Promise me you won’t go until we finish this.
Oliver grabs his bow and turns to follow Diggle up the stairs. Felicity turns back to the computers.
FELICITY (muttering): Stubborn,bossy...
She pauses, realization dawning and quickly types in the keystrokes to lock the foundry door. Felicity waits and a few moments later Oliver is bounding back down the stairs.
OLIVER (shaking his head): What are you doing?
Felicity looks at him questioningly.
FELICITY (a little bit dazed): You said love.
Oliver presses his lips together and stares back at her impassively. She repeats herself even though she knows he heard her the first time.
FELICITY (a little bit stronger now): You said love.
Oliver walks towards her and stops when he’s just a hair’s breadth away. He turns to type the code to unlock the doors and then turning back so his face is level to hers.
OLIVER (calmly): I know.
CUT TO Felicity’s stunned face. Oliver smiles slightly and turns back towards the stairs. Felicity gathers her wits about her just in time…
FELICITY (shouting towards his retreating figure): Are we going to talk about that?
Without turning to look back, Oliver bounds up the stairs.
OLIVER: Nnnoooppe.