"So Snart, wedding's in 1 week," Ray says, nudging Leonard. "Getting cold feet?"

"Do those jokes ever get old with you?" Leonard says, trying to hide the growl in his voice.

"Nope!" Ray replies cheerfully. Annoyingly cheerfully.

"This is the worst bachelor party ever, you know that, Haircut?" Mick says from his jump seat.

"Now, now, Mick. This isn't Raymond's fault entirely. I told him I didn't want a raunchy time."

"Ah, Blondie said no," Mick says sadly.

"Sara didn't want us going to a strip club, no. But I didn't want to go either. That's not my scene, especially now."

Mick just shakes his head and Leonard is pretty sure he hears him mutter "whipped."

"But I think I did expect more than just some beers, Raymond. Our young friend Jax is of age now, isn't he? Surely we could have some good stuff. Even some poker?"

"Well, I was thinking of saving the good stuff for later, but sure, we can have that now. I did head home on our last leave and got some excellent choices from my house. As for cards, that's yours and Sara's department."

"Guilty," Leonard says as he pulls a deck from his jacket pocket.

Mick looks over the alcohol selection. "Well, maybe now it can be a party!"

Meanwhile, in Star City, Sara is attending her bachelorette party, thrown by Laurel.

"You know, this party sucks," Laurel sighs.

"It's fine!" Sara replies. "Leonard and I agreed to no strippers. And I told you, I just want an old fashioned sleepover. We'll do each other's hair, we'll watch some old Keanu Reeves movies, we'll order pizza. This is what I want! And if you ordered a stripper, I'll have to kick his ass."

"Laurel, you have to give the bride what she wants, even if it's a little dull," Thea teases.

Sara sticks her tongue out at Thea.

"I think it's a great idea!" Felicity says. "I haven't been to a slumber party in forever! And I brought "The Matrix" for our Keanu-athon!"

"Didn't have to be all Keanu," Sara says. "But I won't tell you no!" She looks over and sees Lisa sitting of to the side alone. "Lisa! Come join the fun! I'll let you pick the first movie!"

Lisa smiles. It's awkward being surrounded by all these heroes and goody-goodies, considering she's just getting her life back on track, but Lenny wanted her here and so did Sara. So, she would make the best of the situation.

"Aaaaand, Oliver sent some selections from his wine cellar for us!" Felicity says, pulling several bottles from a box she carried in.

"I wondered what was in that," Thea says as she walks over. "Ooh, Ollie did send some good stuff! All right, ladies! Now it's a party!"

Not long after 1am, most of the girls at the slumber party had fallen asleep, quite full of the good liquor. Sara, however, is almost as sober as ever.

"Lightweights," she mutters as she gets out her phone and texts Leonard.

Having fun? She asks.

Her phone rings. His party must have been bad too, she thinks. "Hello?"

"Nate, Jax and the Professor left long ago. Haircut and Mick are drunk and still arguing about tuxes. Happy bachelor party to me. Never thought I'd wish Allen was here. How about you?" he replies.

"Everyone else is passed out."

"Lightweights."

"That's what I said. I miss you."

"Same. Maybe this was a bad idea."

"No, it got them off our backs for the parties. Now all we need to do is get married."

"Now that sounds like a good idea. I'm looking forward to seeing your dress."

"Really?"

"And taking it off of you."

"Ass."

"You love me anyway."

"Guilty."

"Get some sleep, assassin. You'll have your hands full with those hungover girls in the morning."

"Yeah. I love you, Captain."

"I love you too, Canary."

The next morning, Sara begins to rouse her friends. She considers using a pan and wooden spoon, but instead just nudges them.

"Rise and shine, ladies," she says softly. "There's water and aspirin for all."

Four groans tell her the friends are finally waking up.

"What happened?" Thea moans. "Was there a fight last night? Because I feel like I got knocked out."

"Oh, you got knocked out all right," Sara laughs. "But it was Ollie's wine that did it, not a supervillain."

Sara watches with amusement as they take their medicine and wince.

"Did you at least have fun, sis?" Laurel whispers.

"Yeah, I did. I watched some movies I haven't seen in forever, I drank some great wine, and Felicity does one hell of a French braid. Plus, I got to watch you guys get stranger and stranger as the night wore on."

"Well, I guess that's a plus," Lisa says. She glances at Sara's hair. "Wow, Felicity does a braid as good as Lenny!"

"Wha?" the rest of them say.

"Hey, neither of my parents were around to do my hair, so Lenny did it," Lisa explains.

"Oh, that's fodder for later," Sara giggles.

Meanwhile, on the Waverider, Leonard is anxiously awaiting Sara's return. He managed to get Mick and Ray back into their bunks the previous night and now he's just shuffling the deck of cards as he awaits his fiancée.

When she finally gets back, he leaps off the bed.

"So, that was an adventure," he drawls.

"You could say that," she agrees. "At least it's over and now we can focus on the important things."

She puts her arms around his neck and smiles.

"Still willing to marry a mess like me?" he asks.

"I am if you are."

He kisses her. "I'm definitely willing."

His lips begin to trail down her neck. "And I definitely missed you last night," he murmurs into her skin.

"Hmmm, me too," she replies. "Care to show me how much?"

He scoops her up into his arms and lays her on the bed.

"Anything you want, Sara, anything."