Felicity was sitting at her desk, chewing absentmindedly on her favorite red pen while she reviewed her lesson plan for the day, when someone cleared their throat behind her and a man's voice asked "Felicity Smoak?" She turned, pulling the pen from her mouth, to see a very attractive man with short-cropped sandy brown hair, dressed in a dark grey sweater that made his already brilliant blue eyes seem to glow, standing in her classroom doorway.
"Hi," he said with an easy smile that sent Felicity's pulse racing. "I'm Oliver Queen."
"Of course," Felicity replied, managing to recover her wits. "I know who you are. You're the new guy."
"Well, I've actually been teaching for almost three years now," Oliver said with a small shake of his head.
"Right, but you're new to me," Felicity said, gesturing nervously with both hands as she spoke. "I mean, you're new to this school. Which means you could…"- She started tapping her pen against her desk- "... come to my classroom and listen to me babble. Which will end, in three, two, one." She jabbed at the air with her pen to punctuate the countdown, then took a deep breath to compose herself and looked up at Oliver as a silent indicator that she was ready for him to tell her what it was he needed.
"I just dropped by to introduce myself," Oliver said, surprising Felicity by how quickly and easily he picked up on her silent signal. They'd only just met, after all.
"Really," she said, finding herself skeptical that that was the only reason he'd stopped by.
"Yeah," Oliver replied.
"Is that the only reason?" Felicity asked.
"It is," Oliver confirmed. "We're going to be working across the hall from each other, so I figured I should." Felicity studied him with narrowed eyes, but if he had some other reason for visiting her classroom, he was doing a pretty good job of keeping it to himself.
"Although," Oliver said after a few minutes of silence, "I've actually never taught kindergarten before, so if there's any help or advice you can give me as the year progresses, I would really appreciate it."
"Mhmm," Felicity agreed, she hoped in a way that indicated that she would be glad to, but not right now since she was busy with her preparations for the first day of the new school year, nodding. Oliver seemed to get the message, because when she glanced away for a minute, she heard the sound of her classroom door closing, and when she looked back, he was gone.
Felicity shook her head in bewilderment as she returned to her work, outlining her plan for the day, stunned once again by how easily Oliver had picked up on the message she had sent without actually speaking. It seemed they had an instant connection, and it promised to make things very interesting from here on out. With all of that in mind, Felicity realized that she couldn't wait to see what the new school year would bring.