Seeing Oliver at her door was kind of a surprise. She was grateful, because he was her only friend, but he hadn't even gone home first, it was obvious.

"So what are you doing tonight?" He asked.

"Umm well nothing ?"

"Well I was thinking maybe we could do dinner or something. You know, platonically."

"Dinner? Well… I am hungry. But I was planning on shopping for furniture later. I've been looking for something to put out on my balcony."

"Well how do you feel about hamburgers? I know a place downtown. We could look at furniture after."

It was hard to make it sound like it wasn't a date, going out to dinner together, but they could handle it couldn't they?

"Sure, sure, yeah we can do dinner. Just um let me get my coat, and you you probably want to change clothes too don't you?"

"I suppose. Meet you at the elevator in 10 minutes?"

"Okay."

It only took her like 2 minutes to grab a coat, put on some shoes, fix her hair, and put her phone in her purse. She went out to the elevator to wait for him.

He came out just a minute after her, that stupid smile on her face. She banned that smile. But it was so cute she couldn't yell at him.

"Ready to go?" He asked. She couldn't help but smile back.

"Sure." She said.

They took Olivers car, a royal blue Mustang. It was quiet on the way to the restaurant. Neither of them knew what to talk about. They both knew that what they were doing was dangerously close to a date and they both knew they probably shouldn't be doing it, but it was better than sitting in their apartments all night.

"So this place," Felicity asked. "It's good?"

"Best hamburgers in town. The French fries are pretty great too. And the milkshakes too. You're just going to have to try everything I guess."

She laughed. "I suppose that would be okay."

"It's the kind of place that plays 50s music, the girls wear poodle skirts, they do car shows on the weekends, I really like it. My friend Tommy and I usually go on Saturday nights."

"Car shows? I used to go to car shows all the time.."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I love cars. My brothers used to take me when I was little and when I got older I went with my friends. I haven't been to one in years. Kyle wasn't a car kind of guy."

"Well that's weird. Everyone likes cars. I'll take you to a show. You can come with Tommy and I if you'd like." Going with a friend of his made it seem less like a date so she quickly agreed.

The food arrived shortly after they ordered. Oliver waited patiently for Felicity to try it. He wanted to see the expression on her face.

"This is amazing." She said. "How could they make something so good?"

"Well, they might say good old fashioned love, but I say with lots and lots of calories." He said.

"That sounds like a more realistic answer." She replied. "But either way, it doesn't matter to me."

"Just wait until you try the milkshakes. I could live off of those."

He probably could, she thought. Though he would have to exercise a lot to maintain that body of his. Not that she noticed.

Conversation was scarce all through dinner. Neither of them knew what to say to make it feel less like a date. With anyone else it would have been a piece of cake, but with Oliver...

But really what was so wrong with it being a date? The fact that Oliver was willing to be friends because that's what she wanted shows a lot. He seemed like a genuine good guy. Someone who would put her first, even if she didn't want him to, someone who would drop everything to help her, someone with a sense of humor, and put up with her sarcasm, someone who... was worth taking a risk for.

At least that's what she wanted to believe. She wasn't sure yet if she could trust anyone that much again, but if she could, It would be Oliver.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice that Oliver was staring at her.

"What?"

"You're beautiful." He said.

"Oliver-"

"I know, I know, friends don't say that. Kick me if it makes you feel better. But I'm not taking it back."

She didn't know what to say. She didn't want to let it slide, but she didn't want to be made either. So she said nothing.

"So what are you looking for?" Oliver asked. After they had finished eating they headed to a furniture store for Felicity. He wasn't sure if anything would fit in his car but he'd isn't want to tell her because then they'd just go home and he wouldn't get to spend any more time with her.

"Just something small. One maybe two chairs, and a table. I just want to be able to spend time-" He pushed her into the couch they were walking by. He did it to his sister Thea all the time and it always made shopping a lot more fun.

"Did you really just do that?" She asked. She looked mad but she didn't sound that mad.

"Afraid so. Here I'll help you up." She obviously didn't need his help though because when he took her hand to pull her up she pulled him down next to her. "Oh so you're gonna fight dirty huh?" He said. " I see how it is."

She smiled. "I always fight dirty."

They continued to push each other into every couch they passed on the way to the outdoor furniture. And by the end they each had giant smiles on their faces. It was the most fun Oliver had had with anyone other than Tommy in months. By the. Ime they got town at they were actually there for they were both out of breath.

Felicity sat down at the first table she saw. "How about this one?" She asked before she lay head on the table.

"Well I don't know if it will fit in my car..." Oliver said.

Her head popped up. "Oh my gosh you jerk! None of this is going to fit in your car! Why didn't you tell me!"

"I didn't think about it! We can still look though. Come back tomorrow with your car."

She glared at him. "Fine. But you have to come with me to get it."

He smiled. That wasn't really a punishment but he didn't say that. He had already reached his limit of "things you shouldn't say to your friends" for the night. But tomorrow was a new day.