3 – Spandex

"Where is Felicity?" Oliver asked the moment he entered the liar. Diggle was staring at the computer screen, watching the news reporter in front of the hospital, explaining how the attackers had broken into the morgue to steal different human body parts.

"I called her ten minutes ago. She is on her way"

"What do we know about the thieves?"

"Not much. The only thing the news have said is that they were three and that the parking lot cameras recorded them entering through one of the windows."

"We need Felicity to get those videos."

"I'm here" Felicity started to descend the stairs "And just so you know, from all the creepy villains we have faced, someone who steals from corpses is the creepiest."

When she reached the ground floor neither Diggle nor Oliver could mask their surprise. She was wearing a very pink tank top, her hair perfectly in place in a pony tail and a pair of tights that fitted her like a second skin. "Is this informal Friday?" joked Diggle. Oliver hadn't found his voice yet, but he couldn't take his eyes off Felicity.

"Oh! I had almost forgotten I was wearing this. I was in my yoga class when you phoned me. Which reminds me, I should turn off my phone when I'm there. The monitor didn't seem very happy when I Love It started to sound from my bag."

"You go to yoga?"

Felicity looked at Oliver confused. "Didn't I tell you? Uggg... I swear to you, my mind it's absolutely caotic lately. That's why I started with the yoga and meditation, to clear my mind. I'm not sure if I will be able to achieve it, but at least now I'm able to put my feet behind my ears."

A very explicit image involving Felicity's ass appeard in Oliver's mind. And who could blame him? After those tights and the feet reference it was impossible not to think about that.

"Oliver. OLIVER!"

"Mmmm.. What?"

"I asked you what do you want me to do?"

There whre many things he wanted her to do, or to do to her, most of them too inappropriate to speak them out loud in front of Diggle, or just to say them at all. So he only said:

"The cameras. We need the footage and anything that could identify the thieves. We will also need to know what organs they stole."

"I'm on it."

Felicity faced the screens, starting to work, but Diggle continued to look at Oliver with a smirk on his face, almost as he had been able to read the other man's thoughts all the time. Oliver ignored him. He needed a shower; a cold shower. And then he needed to workout to get rid of the images of Felicity's ass that were invading his mind. He had to concentrate in being the Arrow at the moment, but after those thieves were in jail, he was going to offer some personal yoga classes to Felicity.