Felicity: Guess what I majored in. Hint - not the secretarial arts! Oliver: Felicity! If I'm going to be Oliver Queen, CEO, the I cannot very well travel down 18 floors every time you and I need to discuss how we spend out nights. Felicity: And I love spending the night with you...three...two...one. I worked very hard to get where I am and it wasn't so I could fetch you coffee! Diggle: Well, it could be worse. My secret identity is his black driver.
Laurel: Look. I used to feel the same way as you. He has this way of seducing you. Making you feel like he's some kind of guardian angel. But he's not. He causes chaos and death. And you trying to emulate him just makes the situation worse. Roy: Half the city fell into the hole. I'd say the situations already worse. Laurel: Who, like you and The Hood? Roy: There are others. Others out there who are willing to do what's right. I've seen them. I've seen her. Laurel: I'm not interested in anyone else. Just him.