"I'm here to make sure that you, Chloe Sullivan ,have so much fun until you're nauseous."
As one of his hands grabbed hold of my shoulder, ready to whisk me away, the feeling of his fingers on top of my own came flooding back (the very first night of real fun I had in years).
"You can try, Ollie, but I doubt I'll be sick of you in anyway."
This type of fun, which in no way have any form of Clark Kent, did not involve a single molt but the rush of a roller coaster.
"Oliver Queen you know the way to a girl's heart."
The smile over taking my entire face was something real for the first time in so damn long.
"Who doesn't love roller coasters and cotton candy?"
All the worries that filled me up day and night seemed to melt away the moment his fingers found mine.
(for the second time and not the last)
"Clark Kent."
Our giggles came spilling out as we said his name (he who doesn't see a damn thing), as one voice.