A/N I really don't like it (again) I just couldn'T wrap myself around the prompt. Also it wasn't shippy enough (and then too shippy)
So yeah... I hope you like it anyways. as always leave reviews (OMG I got so many reviews for all the chapters I love you all)

"Oh my god! This is heaven!" Felicity screamed, as she ran around the computer store like a 4 year old in Toys-R-us.

"Just pick out what you want, and then we can leave. I have to meet up with my sister afterwards to go dress-shopping." He spit out the word like it was acid.

"Well dress-shopping can be fun!" Felicity chimed while looking up and down the aisles and making notes of what they needed to order. They needed a lot of new equipment again because of some misguided exploding arrow experiment of John and Oliver's ever-growing arsenal of different kinds of them. Now they needed new monitors, a new printer, some computer towers and according to Felicity 'some kind of good mouse god dammit I will get carpal-tunnel-syndrome with theses things. As Oliver needed some sound equipment for the club too, he had just taken Felicity out to the high-end electricity store just out of sterling city, where he had been buying all of his stuff for a long time. For Felicity (who had never had enough money to buy all these things) this was better than Disneyland.

"We will need this. And this. And this. And we don't really need these, but can we get them please?"

Oliver just stood in the middle of the store and nodded to everything his IT girl proposed. Money wasn't an issue, so why not make her happy?

After a while he slowly made his way to the hi-fi section, where he spent about half an hour squatting down in front of the giant shelf, comparing all different models of amplifiers and sound mixing stations until he found one that was perfect for his (club's) needs.

"I didn't know you knew anything about music stuff." Felicity's voice came from right behind his ear. Oliver flinched and could just stop himself from going into 'defence mode' how his team called it. He had been so wrapped up in his own thoughts he didn't hear her.

"I know a little about a lot of things." He scuffed. He abruptly stood up, straightening his shirt and pants. "Are you done?"

"I've been done for about fifteen minutes, I just didn't want to disturb you. You looked very concentrated." Felicity looked at her shoes. They were most definitely very nice shoes.

"So um. I'm paying." Oliver awkwardly went up to the counter, swiped his credit card and told them the shipping address. "Our stuff will be down at the club in a few days."

"Cool."

"Yeah."

"Did you have to buy a USB-Alien thing?"

Oliver had his smug grin on again.

"It's a Dalek. And yes I had to. I tried to find them everywhere."

Felicity had to actively stop herself from trying to explain just how important this 'Alien-thing was. Oliver just kept grinning. He held the car door open for her and then got in himself.

"Coffee?"

Felicity looked up from her shoes (they were seriously the best shoes. And totally the reason she looked down. Not because she had embarrassed herself again.)

"Why?"

Well that was nice Felicity. You're so nice to the person who just bought you 5 000$ worth of computer equipment… and a Dalek USB. "I mean yeah sure." She blushed. At least it felt like it. Well, it felt like her face was burning with the rage of a thousand suns, but it probably looked like she was blushing. At least she had the babbling under control, for now.

"Because I already missed my shopping date with Thea and if I tell her I was having coffee with you, she'll shut up." Now it was Oliver's turn to look down, or in the more responsible manner, to look strictly on the (mostly empty) street while driving.

"And why would she shut up when you're with me?" shut up Felicity. Do you really want to know? No you don't. Just accept the coffee and shut up.

"Because. She has reasons for that. I think." Oliver would have hit himself if he hadn't been driving and Felicity could have seen him.

How could he tell her the reason?

'Because my little sister thinks I have a crush on you which is kind of true and I don't know how to act on it because I am technically your employer and also it would be awkward and I'm not really good at these kind of things example A, B and C Laurel, McKenna, Helena.'

"Oh. Reasons. Ok." Felicity stopped asking.

They drove in silence after that.