Oliver sat across from you with a complete straight face as you devoured the diners' breakfast... lunch... and dinner.
"Pie?" You offer Oliver with your mouth full as you take a bite of the apple pie and roll your eyes when he declines, "Don't tell me you're watching your figure."
"You've eaten enough," he grumbled taking the coffee you were about to drink away and bringing it to his side of the table, threatening to do that to any thing else you touched while he tried to talk to you. "We just fought Malcolm's men."
"And won!" you scoffed your mouth still full of food you hadn't chewed.
"Maybe you should've mentioned the League of Assassins before knives and arrows started flying." Oliver deadpanned reaching over and snatching the pie away as you reached for it yet again.
"I told you I needed help."
"Not that kind."
"I lied," You shrugged putting down the pie fork and reaching for another fry off your plate.
"No shit, you've been lying since you got here that ends now," He replies strictly taking the rest of your fries away and you glare at him incredulously. "I wanna know what you're doing here and what's going on with the league."
You sighed and picked your empty soda cup slurping up whatever water that the ice melted in to, loudly.
"And i wanna know-" Oliver's jaw clenched as you continued to suck on the straw and soon he snatched it out of your hand and discarded it with the rest of your food. "I wanna know how you know about me."
"I know who you are because i watch the news," you stare blankly leaning back into your chair as you continued, naming one of the many headlines you'd seen containing the mans name, "'Oliver Queen mayor of Star City'."
"I wear a mask." He glares, if looks could kill you'd be dead.
You make a noise that's somewhere between a snort and a scoff, "You can't mask that ass. I'd know it anywhere, babe," you reach across the table and take back your pie but he pulls it further away so you lace your fingers together, "You've been working out by the way. I appreciate that."
Oliver tried not to be annoyed at your side comments as he continued to take away the food you'd ordered and interrogate you for answers.
"The League is a powerful organisation with powerful enemies," he continues and you roll your eyes snagging another fry from a discarded plate, "What do they want with you?"
Your mouth is full and you shrug talking with your mouth full, "I guess i have a way of pissing people off sometimes."
"Yeah, I agree," Oliver is dry and obviously angry at you.
You play coy as you grab another fry,"Come on. Don't be angry, Oliver," you dust the salt of your fingers and lean forward to finally pay attention to him, "I told you, already. My money is planted deep within Queen consolidated, it just so happens there current CEO, Isabel Rochev, has ties to crime."
You shrug as if it's no big deal that the two of you got attacked.
"How long have you known that?"
