Felicity: A Fern. It thrives on the light. I thought since you were living here now, the place could do with a little sprucing.
Oliver: I let you buy me a bed.
Felicity: You were sleeping on the floor.
Felicity: I'm going to head out, too. I have to pull an early shift at work today, which may or may not be the most depressing thing I've ever said.
Oliver: But we're still on for tomorrow night?
Felicity: Absolutely. I am going to turn you into corporate master of the universe. Those board members are going to be begging to sell Queen Consolidated back to you and your backers.
Oliver: Congratulations, John. And not just on the baby. You and Lyla are happy.
John: Well, you know, you should try it some time.
Oliver: Last girlfriend, she's in the League of Assassins. My girlfriend before that, she shot my girlfriend before that. I'm not... not exactly a catch at the moment.
John: Maybe Felicity will change all that.
Oliver: It's... It's not the right time.
John: Things are as good now as they ever will be, Oliver. And you love her. You even told her so.
Oliver: I was trying to fool Slade.
John: Yes. Except now the only person you're fooling is yourself. Thanks again.
Oliver: Hey, hey! How was work?
Felicity: "It" is not work. It is a soul crushing exercise in misery that offers health and dental. Suffice it to say, I am highly motivated to help convince the board to sell you back the company. Unfortunately, you don't really have the qualifications to run Queen Consolidated, but what you do have is passion. You care about the company and the people that work there. That's what you have to get across to them. you got to speak from the heart.
Oliver: Felicity... Would you like to go out to dinner with me?
Felicity: I'm being serious here, Oliver.
Oliver: So am I.
Felicity: I don't want read... too much into this, but are you asking me out on a date? Like an actual date? Like a... date-date?
Oliver: Su-- I mean, implication being with dinner that you...
Felicity: Usually I'm the one talking in sentence fragments.
Oliver: Would like to go to dinner with me?
Felicity: Yes.
Oliver: Queen, party of two.
Felicity: Hi.
Oliver: Hi.
Felicity: Hi.
Felicity: What?
Oliver: Nothing. I'm just--
Felicity: Nervous?
Oliver: Yeah.
Felicity: Line forms behind me.
Oliver: Scotch. Neat.
Felicity: Just the water for me, thanks.
Oliver: Are you-- Are you sure? The booze might sort of help with the whole--
Felicity: The alcohol is not going to mix well with the three benzos I took.
Oliver: Am I being crazy? I mean, what do we have to be nervous about?
Felicity: Well, we've already exhausted every topic that one would normally talk about on a first date and a second date and a third date, and every date, actually, and I've already seen you shirtless. Multiple times. Shirtless, all the time.
Felicity: Thank you.
Oliver: Thank you.
Oliver: There are still a few things that you don't know about me.
Felicity: Please. name one.
Oliver: The five years that I was away... I wasn't always on Lian Yu.
Felicity: I thought so. Where were you?
Oliver: Hong Kong... for one. And I have been thinking a lot recently about... My time there. The choices that I had to make.
Felicity: Those years sound like they were full of a whole lot of suck.
Oliver: I'm sorry. I'm just a little out of my element. The entire time that I was gone, I could never... completely trust someone. And when that goes on for so long, you stop... seeing people for people. You see... threats. or targets. And when I decided to come home, I... I just didn't know how to turn that part of me off. Then I walked into your office. You were the first person that I could see as a... a person. There was just something about you.
Felicity: Oh, yeah, I was chewing on a pen.
Oliver: It was red. Do you remember when I told you that because of what we do, I didn't think that I could be with someone that I... that I could really care about?
Felicity: Yeah, I remember.
Oliver: So maybe I was wrong.
Felicity: Oliver, are you--
Oliver: We need to talk.
Felicity: I don't want to talk. Which for me, I know, is a little unprecedented. But... As soon as we talk, it's over.
Oliver: I'm so sorry. I thought that I could be me and The Arrow... But I can't. Not now. Maybe not ever.
Felicity: Then say never. Stop... Dangling maybes. Say it's never going to work out between us. Say you never loved me, say you--
Oliver: Felicity... Don't ask me to say that I don't love you.
Felicity: I told you as soon as we talked... It would be over.
