I know I'm breaking a lot of barriers between DC and Marvel here, but I couldn't help myself! This is a bit AU on both accounts- Tony is still somewhat involved in Stark Industries and Oliver still owns/has just gotten back QC. I would love to hear what you think!

"I really don't want to be here." Oliver said briskly as Diggle pulled up to Stark Industries.

"Come on. I know you were forced to come here by the stockholders, but this is going to be fun!" Felicity exclaimed, looking out the window like an overenthusiastic puppy.

"We're attending a weeklong business conference with one of the most well known dysfunctional men on the planet. This is going to be far from fun." Oliver stated flatly.

Felicity scoffed. "Please. Like you don't already know that the two of you are basically the same person."

Diggle chuckled to himself silently, and even Oliver allowed the corners of his mouth to tip upwards. "How do you figure that?"

"Isn't it obvious? Both of you were born into privilege, grew up spoiled rotten, went through a traumatic experience, came out better people, and now work to protect others. The only difference I see is that you run around wearing a hood and he goes flying around announcing to the world that he's Iron Man."

"Which breaks the number one hero rulebook." Oliver stated.

Felicity gave him an exasperated look. "Like you've never broken the rulebook before?"

"She has a point you know." Diggle said.

"Why are you so excited to be here anyway?" Oliver asked pointedly. "You're going to be posing as my executive assistant and taking notes on boring business matters. And it's not like we've never been to California before."

A small blush came up to Felicity's cheeks as she glanced at the floor. "Just because."

"Please tell me you know her better than that Oliver." Diggle said. "What's Felicity's biggest passion?"

"You mean besides spending time with me?"

Felicity scowled. "There's more to life than you Oliver."

"Technology." Oliver answered.

"And what's Stark Industries known for?" Diggle asked, spoon feeding his boss the answer.

"A CEO with a record amount of sexual harassment lawsuits against him." Oliver said plainly. "That's nothing to get excited about. He was worse than me in my prime and that's saying something."

Felicity groaned. "Stark Industries is the leader in computers, energy efficiency, and everything technology related. And we're going to be in a meeting with the man behind all of it. This is one of the most exciting moments in my history! Not to mention that I'll be able to see first hand the security system that would help me with our nighttime activities exponentially,"

Oliver scoffed. "He's not that great."

"Well, not as great as you, but he's pretty cool. He created a new element for goodness sakes! And he's an Avenger! Don't tell me that you wouldn't love to meet the Hawkeye. Think about how much he could teach you-"

"I would be the one doing the teaching with that guy." Oliver scowled. "I didn't see him get stranded on an island for five years."

"I can't believe you still have the guts to accuse Mr. Stark of being immature when you act like this." Felicity said.

The banter came to a stop as Diggle put the car in park. "Ready to go?"

Oliver's monotone "no" arrived at the same time as Felicity's excited "yes," and Diggle had a feeling that this meeting would not go well. "At the very least you two could be on the same page." He muttered as they got out of the car.

A valet took the car for them as they entered the building, Felicity gazing up at the entire structure like it was Heaven itself.

"Did you see the clarity of that receptionist's computer?" Felicity cooed after they had checked in. "I want one."

"No."

Felicity glared as they entered the elevator. "You try saying that later tonight and see how it goes for you."

"Can you hold that please?" A man called out, a few feet away.

Oliver held his arm out as the man ran into the elevator.

Short with dark hair and eyes, the man loosened the collar of his shirt. "Thanks,"

"Are you Happy Hogan?" Felicity asked, eyes widening.

The man stared at Felicity curiously, a dozen questions passing through his head. "Who's asking?"

"Felicity Smoak," She introduced, holding out a hand. "I work with Queen Consolidated and I couldn't help but recognize you from your profile picture online as the head of Mr. Stark's security, which is fantastic by the way, am I correct?"

Happy nodded, a look of amusement on his face as he shook his hand. "Pleasure to meet you Ms. Smoak."

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine." Felicity babbled excitedly. "Stark Industries is known for their state of the art security system. All of the computers and security cameras are practically unhackable. I really admire you work. If you had a few spare minutes sometime, I was hoping that you could give me a tour, maybe show me a couple of the systems you use?"

Happy smiled, chuckling. "I hate to disappoint, but I'm afraid that I don't know as much about technology as you think. I get the technology from Tony, er Mr. Stark, he shows me how to use them, and that's about it."

"Oh, you wouldn't have to do much. I'd just like a peek at the system."

"I'm not sure that's such a great idea." Oliver interrupted, before Happy could answer. "Oliver Queen,"

"Oh, you must be here for the conference today Mr. Queen." Happy said, shaking Oliver's hand.

Oliver nodded. "Of course. And this is my bodyguard, John Diggle."

"Nice to meet you," Diggle said.

"I used to be Mr. Stark's bodyguard." Happy said. "Quite the job, eh?"

Diggle nodded, a smile on his face. "I have a feeling that we could swap a number of interesting stories about our work?"

Happy laughed as the elevator doors opened. "If the news stories are any indication, I'm sure. Well, this is my stop. It was nice meeting you all, hope to see you again."

"Goodbye!" Felicity said quickly as the doors closed. "Why did you sabotage my chance to get into the Stark system?"

"You don't need to be poking around here." Oliver said.

"Like this place is any more dangerous than Starling."

"I don't trust any associates of Mr. Stark." Oliver said. "If he's still anything like when I met him,"

"Wait, you've met Tony Stark before?!" Felicity demanded, grabbing Oliver's arm. "What was he like? Was he as much of a genius as they say he is?"

"Hardly. He was too drunk to know the difference between right and left."

"Were you drunk with him?"

"Not as drunk as him."

Felicity scowled as the elevator doors reopened. "You can't judge him that harshly. You don't know what he's been through."

"And he doesn't know what I've been through. Five years shipwrecked, remember?" Oliver asked. "The tabloids still spout the same stories about him even after he was kidnapped in Afghanistan."

"Well clearly he changed enough to decide to become a hero like you. If you tried, I bet you two would be really good friends! I mean, I wouldn't go as far as to say you two would be bosom buddies, but at least nice enough to get invited to his mansion every once in a while for a dinner that you could conveniently bring me to and-"

"Bosom buddies?" Oliver asked, eyebrow arched.

Felicity blushed. "I was hoping you didn't hear that."

"I don't miss a word of your rambles anymore."

"And out of all that you decided to focus on bosom buddies? Not the fact that you should spend this time we have befriending Mr. Stark and getting an invitation to his mansion? I hear he has this amazing butler technology system. Some say it's only a rumor but I know if he wanted to he could make it if he wanted. They just think it's a rumor because he's never put it on the market, but if I made something like that I would never sell it."

"Felicity,"

"Let her have some fun Oliver," Diggle said quietly, as Felicity continued to babble Stark facts. "It's not everyday you meet your idol."

"I don't like how much she idolizes him." Oliver huffed.

"Do I sense a bit of jealousy?" Diggle asked. "You know that you're the only one she has eyes for."

"Hi, are you here for the conference?" A woman asked, smiling.

Oliver returned the smile. "Yes we are."

"Just down the hall. It will be the only door on your right."

"Thanks," Oliver looked at his IT girl, still rambling quietly to herself as she moved down the hall, eyes darting all over the place. "Felicity,"

"Oliver, did you see the size of their security cameras? They're so unobtrusive-"

"Felicity. The meeting?"

"Right. Calm Felicity." She took a few deep breaths before coming back to her senses. "Thanks."

The trio entered the conference room. There were a few other businessmen already there, standing and mingling amongst themselves. In the corner of the room by the window was a red head talking furiously on the phone.

"-attending this meeting! There are some very important people here and I don't care if you haven't finished calibrating your newest edition of the Iron Man suit you are going to be here in five minutes or I swear I am going to sell off all of your vintage cars!"

Felicity grabbed onto Oliver's arm again. "That's Pepper Potts, accounting personnel turned personal assistant turned CEO turned partner! She has access to all of Mr. Stark's technologies!"

"Felicity,"

"Hi, sorry about that. Tony is running a little late again, but he's going to be here, I assure you." The red head said, smiling. "Pepper Potts, Mr. Stark's partner,"

"Oliver Queen," Oliver said, shaking a hand.

"A pleasure,"

"And this is John Diggle, my bodyguard,"

Pepper's smile broadened as she shook Diggle's hand, thinking about Happy. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Diggle." Then she turned to Felicity. "And you are?"

"Felicity Smoak," She squeaked. "Nice to meet you,"

"Nice to meet you too Ms. Smoak."

"She's my executive assistant." Oliver said.

Pepper's smile softened as she realized how alike the trio was to her own little family. "So it's your job to keep this guy in line?"

Felicity nodded, finally coming out of her stupor. "Oh yes, every hour of every day."

Pepper laughed. "Believe me when I say that I know how demanding of a job it is."

"I believe you."

"Can I get any of you some coffee or tea? Mr. Stark should be arriving shortly."

"Coffee would be nice." Oliver said with a smile. "Thanks,"

"I'm fine." Felicity said. The moment Pepper left the room Felicity glared at Oliver. "Seriously? You had the Pepper Potts get you coffee?"

"You rarely do for me."

"And that's never going to change." Felicity said stubbornly.

Suddenly, a rush of air zipped through the window, shattering it completely and sending glass in all directions.

Oliver jumped in front of Felicity, bracing himself for a fight.

Iron Man stood in the middle of the wreckage, eyes glowing, hands full with a red heart box and wind-blown roses. After a few moments, he walked through the room, ignoring everyone.

A few of the businessmen left with him, grumbling about ruined outfits and promised lawsuits, and a few gazed on in shock or amazement. Felicity was one of the latter.

As Tony strut across the room, not caring to apologize for the disturbance, Oliver's opinion of him dropped. "We're leaving."

"What? No!" We can't leave now!" Felicity cried.

"Do you really think he changed? After seeing that stunt? He clearly doesn't care about anyone but himself!" Oliver hissed.

"Forget about that then. You're here for business, business that you need for your company!"

"I don't care about the business if it puts you in danger."

"Like I'm not already in danger by working for you at night." Felicity huffed quietly, storming out of the room.

Oliver groaned, unsure of what to do. He really did need the business Stark Industries offered and he wanted to respect Felicity's desire to meet her idol, but at the same time he wanted nothing more than to sling Felicity over his shoulder and carry her back to Starling City.

Back outside, Felicity was in the middle of a fight with herself. The part of her that loved and admired Tony's intellectual abilities argued that there had to be more to the man who acted like he cared for nothing and no one, yet the rational part of her pointed out that Tony really was a loose cannon on more than one occasion and that Oliver was right.

She paced down the hall towards the window, when she heard Pepper's voice from behind one of the doors.

"Yes Tony, believe it or not, flying through the window of your company is not the right way to make an entrance!" Pepper yelled.

"But I brought you the flowers and chocolate. I also arrived in under five minutes." Tony pointed out. "Come on Pep, give me some credit."

"I give you the right amount of credit." Pepper huffed. "You know that you probably scared off over half of our patrons out there."

"Wasn't that the point?"

"No Tony! We need to find a few more companies to partner with and there are a good amount that can help boost our stocks."

"Our stocks really don't need any more boosting Pepper. Please. And with the whole Iron Man thing, we both could hypothetically retire and never work a day in our lives. My time with the Avengers and saving the world takes up enough of my day as it is without having to work with this bothersome company,"

"The company your father built up from the ground?" Pepper asked. "You made me CEO Tony. I have a job, a job I happen to be good at."

Tony sighed. "I hope I scared that Queen kid off."

"Why does Oliver Queen bug you so much? He seems like a nice guy."

"He's too much like me. Met him a few times, never been pleasant. I don't trust him."

"You don't trust anyone." Pepper said, amusement in her voice. "And you're right that he's too much like you."

Tony cocked his head. "What's that mean?"

"He has a body guard and an executive assistant."

"Like a lot of rich boys."

"A body guard who is introduced like family and an executive assistant once nothing more than another IT worker? Sound like another trio you know?"

Tony scoffed. "I don't intend on doing business with him."

"If he's all that's left, we may have no choice." Pepper said. "Now come on, let's go."

Felicity jumped back from the door, quickly pacing towards the window.

"Felicity?"

Felicity turned towards Oliver just as Tony and Pepper came out from the room. Tony's eyes instantly narrowed when he saw Oliver and vice versa.

"Tony," Pepper said, "this is,"

"Oliver Queen," Tony finished. "We've met."

"And this is John Diggle, his bodyguard, and Felicity Smoak, his executive assistant." Pepper introduced.

Tony gave a closed smile to Diggle, but it broke into a real one when his made eyes with Felicity. "Ms. Smoak, it's nice to meet you."

All of the arguments in Felicity's head from earlier vanished, leaving nothing but pure admiration. Felicity opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. She shook her head. "It's nice to meet you too Tony...Iron Man... Mr. Stark. Sorry. I have a tendency to babble when I'm nervous and I'm very nervous right now because I can't believe that I'm finally meeting you, you are like a huge role model for me and I think I should stop talking now."

Tony's smile widened a bit. "Well, the feeling's mutual Felicity. And you can call me Tony."

Oliver cleared his throat. "If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to get down to business."

Pepper nodded. "Of course. We'll move into another conference room. Is there anybody else-"

"Two," Oliver answered.

"Well, we're down from six to three. I guess it you didn't do too much damage Tony." Pepper said. "Now let's get started."

Throughout the meeting, there was a four way staring matching between Tony, Pepper, Oliver, and Felicity. Tony would listen half-heartedly to the conversation before bestowing his signature smirk to Felicity, making her blush in the way Oliver loved. In turn, Oliver retaliated with a fierce glare at Tony and Pepper, seeing that Tony wasn't paying attention, to kick his feet under the table and stare knowingly. The square stare left Diggle the freedom to sit back and watch the entire thing with thinly veiled amusement. Such children, he thought with a shake of his head.

"Well, I must say that this was a very pleasant meeting." Tony said, sitting up from his chair and adjusting his tie.

"Funny. I didn't think you were paying much attention." Oliver noted coldly.

"I have Pepper to do that for me." Tony replied with a wave. "Now Felicity, tell me. What exactly has you so interested in Stark Industries?"

Felicity smiled. "Ever since I was little, I've loved computers. And of course, Stark Industries is the leading company in that. Your work has always fascinated me."

"I live to impress." Tony replied.

Pepper walked over to the two quickly followed by Oliver. "It was a pleasure meeting you all." She said. "How would you like to join us for dinner tonight?"

Oliver and Tony quickly mumbled excuses, while Felicity brightened. "Of course! That sounds amazing!"

"How about at six?"

"We're a bit busy," Oliver said.

"Yes, and I have a suit to recalibrate." Tony added.

"That sounds lovely." Diggle said. "We'll be there."

Pepper smiled. "Great. We'll see you then."

Felicity dragged an angry Oliver at her arm, leaning contentedly on his shoulder as they entered the elevator. "That was a great meeting."

"You know I don't trust Stark!" Oliver complained.

"Well I trust his partner, Pepper. She seems like a wonderful person, doesn't she?"

"You just want a chance to see Stark's mansion."

"That won't hurt, but this also won't hurt our chances at gaining the support of Stark Industries." Felicity reasoned.

Oliver sighed. "You're going with or without me I assume?"

"You would assume correctly." Felicity said, giving Oliver a quick kiss. "I love you for giving me some freedom here."

"I know how important this is for you."

"Good. This will be a nice change from working in the foundry all night!"

"That is, if we can prevent from running into any trouble." Diggle noted. "What are the odds of that?"