Felicity kicked off her heels and tumbled onto her couch, exhaling as she fell into the cushions. She absently played with the arrow charm in her fingers as she thought about her day. Did Oliver regret his choice? Was he genuinely trying to say he was sorry? Was he asking for another chance? She wanted to believe that the answer to all of those questions was yes, but until he was ready to verbalize that she wasn't going to second guess. He had clearly stated his opinion about needing and wanting to be alone, again, and again. The present was nice and thoughtful but she wasn't going to give it any more importance than that. With her mind decided and the memory of Oliver's lips pressed to hers still fresh, she crawled into bed. Her head and body ached and if she was honest, her heart ached too. Sleep came quickly.

The next evening she skipped down the stairs to the Foundry. Her heart was beating a little faster in anticipation of seeing Oliver, her new necklace proudly dangling from her neck. She had promised herself to not let her heart run too far ahead but she was human and she couldn't help but feel a little giddy. As she bounced off the last step she saw him hunched over a microscope looking at some dirt samples collected from their last crime scene. "Hey!"

Oliver had heard her coming down the steps but was concentrating on trying to identify anything that might help them in this soil sample. He turned to greet Felicity just as she hit the bottom step, her ponytail swinging back and forth in rhythm with her step, a smile on her face, her skirt hugging her hips. His heart lightened and sped up just slightly. He called out as he turned around in his chair, "Hey! Any luck with that Interpol search?"

Felicity dropped her purse under her desk and started logging into her computers checking her searches. She had grown accustomed to Oliver's lack of small talk and it didn't bother her. "Not yet, but I thought about it over night and I've got a couple more tricks up my sleeve. Find anything in those samples that might give us a clue to their location?"

Oliver stood up, wiped his hands on his jeans and walked over to Felicity's desk leaning against it as he looked at her, "No, not yet, but I sent some over to Barry and he said he would see what he could do for us."

Felicity glanced up realizing how close he was to her. She felt a vibration of excitement shimmer through her body as she controlled her desire to want to reach out to him – hold his hand, brush his arm, - touch him in someway. She gulped and struggled to control the blush coming over her and when she opened her mouth her voice was weak as if she hadn't had water in a week, "Good idea. Where is everybody?"

Oliver cocked his head to one side and looked at her. She was beautiful and smart and the sunshine in his life. A glimmer of humanity that he didn't realize he had been missing until she showed up. He didn't ever want to be without her and if he didn't do something soon he might risk losing her. He smiled and said, "I told them not to come tonight."

Felicity's brain stalled. Why would he tell the team not to show up tonight? Was she not supposed to show up tonight? Oh goodness, did he send her a message to stay away and she missed it? She grabbed her purse and started rummaging for her phone, "I'm sorry, did you text everybody? I must have missed it. I didn't mean to intrude on your personal space." Knowing that Oliver was still spending most nights in the Foundry Felicity tried to be sensitive to the fact that it was his home as well as his office.

Oliver snickered quietly under his breath and he reached out and touched her arm, "No Felicity, I didn't send the note to you. I wanted you to come here tonight. I've been looking forward to it all day." And a genuine smile spread across Oliver's face.

Felicity felt electricity travel through her arm where Oliver was touching her. Her knees shook and she wasn't sure which was racing faster; her head or her heart. His blue eyes seemed to be looking straight through her and she felt small and foolish.

"C'mon let's go to Big Belly Burger." And Oliver got up from her desk and slipped his phone in his back pocket and grabbed his car keys.

Felicity was so confused she didn't understand what was going on, "What? You want to go get a burger?"

"Yeah. I want to take you out for a burger. I guess technically a second date. I didn't…well, it's just" and Oliver looked at his feet unsure of how to say it, " I didn't want to officially ask you because our last date was, well, what it was. But we never got to finish our conversation and for what it is worth, I liked talking to you about things not related to catching bad guys in the Glades and I'd kind of like doing that on a more frequent basis. So, I thought tonight we could try again over burgers and shakes."

Felicity felt her face go red and her heart was beating so hard she was surprised Oliver hadn't commented on the sound yet. She pulled on her necklace and for the first time stood their speechless.

"Felicity, you aren't talking and frankly that makes me nervous."

"Oh! Yeah. Sorry." She leaned down and picked up her purse, stepped back and tucked her chair back into her desk. "Yeah, shakes and burgers sound perfect."