"Well, here you are." Felicity smiled at Caitlin as she forcibly dragged me and Iris into the medbay. "Okay, are you ready for the ladies' night to end all ladies' nights?"
"And by that, she means a quiet, low-key dinner at a very classy restaurant." Iris corrected her overly eager friend.
"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean." Felicity gave in. "Super low key, super quiet-" Felicity cut herself off. "Do you want a pink feather boa or a blue feather boa?"
"Actually, Iris, if it's okay, I don't think I'm gonna make it tonight." Caitlin noted rather carefully. "I'm just not feeling up to it."
"What?"
"Boo."
"Aww." Felicity removed the pink feather boa from around Iris' neck.
"Are you feeling okay?" Iris asked her friend, rather concerned.
"No, I'm fine, I just...sometimes life catches up with you, you know?"
"It's cause you're not wearing the tiara." Felicity decided, placing a tiara on Iris' head. "Put on the tiara. Everything will change."
"Caitlin, please, you can't leave me to deal with this crazy all night." I begged.
"Wearing the tiara, thank you." Iris thanked her friend.
"You're welcome."
"Caitlin, please, come on, we work together every day and we never get to do a dinner with just us girls. You have to come."
"She's right. Just one dinner, please." Felicity began to beg.
Caitlin hesitated to answer. "Wouldn't miss it." She eventually said, her smile faltering a bit.
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"So fancy." Cecile commented as the five raised their champagne glasses up.
"Yeah." Felicity agreed. "A toast to the future Mrs. Allen."
"West-Allen." Iris corrected her.
"West-Allen." Felicity nodded. "Although your life with Barry may be fast paced, I hope you guys take the time to enjoy the special moments."
"Aww, thank you guys for coming. It really means a lot." Iris smiled genuinely at us while we clinked our glasses together.
"Cheers."
"Cheers."
"Well, all right, who wants my champagne?" Cecile questioned. Of course, she couldn't drink because she was carrying Joe's baby. "Craziest thing I get to do tonight is order two desserts." Caitlin placed down her now empty glass, grabbing Cecile's and chugging that one down as well.
"That's right. Iris and Meghan told me that you're pregnant. How's that going?" Felicity asked her.
"Yeah, it's g- it's good." Cecile nodded. "I mean, it wasn't exactly a part of my plan, but I just could not be happier."
"I know exactly what you mean." Felicity smiled happily.
"Oh yeah, how's everything with Oliver and William?" I asked the blonde.
"Do I hear wedding bells ringing in your future?" Cecile added on to my question.
"Oh, no, the last time we did anything that resembled a wedding, Oliver got shot with an arrow, so..." Felicity's voice trailed off, all five of us noticing the extra presence at our table. It was a man with rather wild hair and a glass eye.
"Uh, did you girls order a stripper?" Iris asked us.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Felicity immediately questioned. "I would've brought all my singles."
"No, I-" Cecile was at a loss for words.
"Girl, you into some freaky stuff." Felicity commented, studying the man's features more.
"Amunet wants you." The man said sternly to Caitlin.
"Uh, Caitlin, do you know him?" I asked her, more confused than anything.
"You need to come with me." The man insisted.
"I'm not going anywhere with you."
"Please tell me that this is just a part of his act." Cecile begged silently.
"If it is, it's taking too long. Take it off." Felicity snapped. The man leaned over the table, allowing his glass eye to fall into a champagne glass. "Gross! I meant take off your pants, not your eye! Out from the gaping hole in his face came a squid tentacle, making its way towards Caitlin, as to attack her. Caitlin flipped over the table for momentary defense.
"Stand back baby mama, we got this." Felicity assured Cecile.
"Hey, come get me." I baited. Just as the tentacle aimed for my body, I evaporated, reappearing next to Felicity who hit him in the back with a chair. Iris then found a tray, smacking the tentacle to throw it off as best she could. As Iris, Felicity, and I fell back on the floor, it refocused its attention to Caitlin.
"Please don't do this." Caitlin begged.
"Didn't have to be this way." The man assured her. As a much better defense strategy, Caitlin turned into Frost. The man grinned maniacally. "I was hoping to see you again."
"Really." She shed the blue feather boa. "So I could give you another scar?" With one blast of her powers, the man had gone through the window and hit the concrete painfully. She sighed with success, until she looked down at her clothes. "Ugh. I hate pink."
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