[short and sweet—but I’m not gonna lie, I may do a short follow up to this one later.]
"Got it!" Felicity announced triumphantly. "This is where he’s hiding," she informed Oliver, pleased as she spun her chair around to face him.
Oliver, zipping up his hood for yet another night as the Arrow, leaned over her to look at the map on the monitor. “Great. This should be pretty cut and dry.”
"Don’t stay out too late now," Felicity joked, reaching over to fix a crease in his hood absentmindedly.
Oliver grinned. “I won’t,” he promised. “See you later,” he added, pressing a swift kiss to her lips before heading for the door, leaving Felicity behind, sitting in stunned silence.
No one could see the way Oliver’s eyes were widening in horror beneath his mask as realization donned on him.
"Fuck," he hissed under his breath when the door closed safely behind him.
Meanwhile, mouth open in shock, Felicity turned to Digg, who was a smothering a laugh. “Wh—what just happened?”
In response to which Diggle dissolved into laughter.