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The two young women were laughing as they entered the townhouse. Felicity dropped her keys in the bowl by the door and they walked into the living room together.

Three not unattractive men were huddled over blueprints spread across the coffee table. The women stopped talking to access the situation.

"Felicity, do you realize you have Tall, Dark and Handsome sitting on your couch? What's going on? Did you become a Bachelorette contestant since the last time I saw you?"

Felicity smiled at her friend. It was nice to know that some things didn't change. "Jane, meet Oliver, John and Roy. Boys, this is Jane. It turns out she's in town for the week. We were roommates for our first couple years at MIT."

Jane was a petite redhead who would be considered pretty by most standards. She wore her hair in a messy bun on the top of her head and looked as though she was dressed for a casual night out on the town. Jane gave the men an appraising look, nodding her approval. "Nice to meet you guys." She grabbed one of Felicity's hands. "Imagine my surprise at running into Lis at a conference in Starling City." She turned to face Felicity. "I literally had no idea this is where you ended up. We would have never lost touch if you would have only gotten a Facebook account all those years ago like I suggested."

"You know my thoughts regarding Mark Zuckerberg." Felicity looked over at Oliver. "Sorry, we don't mean to interrupt you guys. I'm just getting changed and then we're heading out for a bit to catch up. Everything alright?"

"You bet. We were just looking over some plans for the potential new office space." Oliver rolled up the blueprints as he spoke.

Felicity had an idea of what kind of office space Oliver was referring to. And she doubted the plans contained much in the way of drywall and executive furniture.

Jane was staring at Oliver as if she was trying to place him from somewhere. "Wait a second, you're Oliver Queen. I knew I recognized your face. You've graced the cover of Fortune 500 more than once. Former CEO of Queens Consolidated." Jane pointed her fingers at Felicity. "And your old boss."

"Guilty on all counts I'm afraid." Oliver stood up and gave Jane one of his trademark playboy smiles. "And I consider 'former CEO' to be a temporary setback."

Felicity watched her friend try to piece together why Oliver Queen would be standing in her living room. She decided to go with the short answer. "Oliver is my roommate. Temporarily," Felicity said. She turned to Oliver again, purposely avoiding Jane's questioning gaze. "Do you mind getting Jane something to drink while I get ready?" Felicity touched Oliver's arm lightly as she walked past.

Oliver watched Felicity leave the room and then turned his smile back to Jane. "So, what's your poison?"

Felicity spent longer than usual getting ready to go out. If she knew her friend, Jane would want to go out for drinks after dinner. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to her contact lenses and once again cursed her less than perfect vision. She decided to leave her hair loose and it fell in blond waves down her shoulders. She wore a pair of dark skinny jeans and dressed them up with fuchsia heels that matched the shade of her lipstick perfectly. Felicity topped the ensemble off with a form fitting white blouse that left the majority of her back exposed. It was supposed to be held together by a clip at the back of her neck but she was struggling trying to fasten it.

There was a knock on her door. Felicity held her shirt together with one hand and opened the door with the other. Oliver was standing there with a glass of red wine in his hand. She watched his eyes skim over the length of her body.

"I thought you might like this," Oliver said quickly.

"Thank you. Would you be able to..."? Felicity turned around and moved her hair to expose the top of her shirt. There was a slight pause and then Felicity heard Oliver set the glass of wine down.

She could feel him move closer and she quietly inhaled as his fingertips brushed against the base of her neck. Felicity could feel her heartbeat quicken as he slowly fastened the clip. He brought his hands down to her shoulders and squeezed gently before dropping them. She turned around and mouthed 'thank you' without actually saying the words. He smiled and left her with her wine to finish getting ready.

Felicity re-joined her friends as Jane was finishing up telling a story from their college days. Everyone was laughing and Felicity noticed that Oliver had taken his job as bartender quite seriously. They all had drinks in their hands.

Roy glanced over at her and whistled appreciatively. "Looking hot Smoak." All of the eyes in the room turned to her. Digg nodded and once again Oliver's eyes traveled the length of her profile.

Jane watched the interaction with interest. She pulled Felicity down on the couch so that she was sitting between her and Oliver. "I was just telling them about our almost expulsion over a slight misunderstanding on how far to take a demonstration on computer hacking."

Felicity smiled at the memory. "Apparently pointing out the flaws in online security of the MIT central database was not the way to impress your professors."

Jane led Felicity into the kitchen on the pretence of topping up her drink. "I thought you told me on the way over here that you weren't seeing anyone," she whispered.

"I'm not."

"You're living with Oliver Queen."

"We're not living together. He's going through a rough time and I'm helping him out. He's just a friend."

Jane looked at her sceptically. "I don't look at my friends like that. He almost dropped his drink when you came out of your bedroom wearing that."

Felicity topped up her wine and tried to step around her friend.

Jane blocked her path. The two women stared at one another for a moment. "Alright, I'll drop it for now. But you and I are not finished talking about this."