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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 15, 2013 19:50:32 GMT
Laurel sat in her office, looking over the files for a case. She kept thinking that there was something to do all day, but she couldn't remember for the life of her. Between being the Black Canary and her job as an attorney in Starling, she was REALLY busy. So tonight, all she had planned on doing was sitting back and reading through a file for court...
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 19:53:25 GMT
Ollie knocked on her desk to get her attention. "Hey."
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:00:49 GMT
Laurel stood up from her makeshift desk and walked over to the door. She opened the door to see Ollie standing there.
"Hey Ollie" she said, happily surprised. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:02:41 GMT
"Are you doing anything tonight?" Ollie asked.
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:05:53 GMT
"Not much" Laurel said, somewhat wanting to get away from her current case. "You?"
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:06:43 GMT
"I'm free. You wanna go out somewhere?" Ollie asked. "Get dinner?"
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:14:39 GMT
"Sure" Laurel said, with a smile. "Let me get my bag." She walked back into the room to get it.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:18:48 GMT
Ollie had a reserve at a nicer-ish restaurant, but he found himself checking the reserve time, for no particular reason. He managed to stop himself and returned his phone to his pocket.
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:26:06 GMT
Laurel walked over to get her bag from where it hung. When she did she saw her Black Canary jacket hanging there, her wig thrown down next to it. She walked over to the jacket, and started to feel the leather of it. She quickly darted her hand away. "Not tonight" she said. As she turned to walk back to the door she glanced at it one more time.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:28:40 GMT
"Whatcha lookin' at?" Ollie asked.
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:36:16 GMT
"Nothing!" Laurel said, suprised, and trying to hide the jacket. "Nothing..." Screw it. It's just a jacket... Laurel grabbed her Black Canary coat and threw it on, before grabbing her bag. She walked back over to the door, her bag slung over her shoulder. "Ready?"
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:39:44 GMT
"Yes. And nice jacket." Ollie said, extending an elbow.
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:42:48 GMT
"Thank you" she said, taking his arm. "So where are we going Ollie?" she inquired. She hadn't realized until now that she was starving, having skipped lunch and only had coffee for breakfast this morning. So she might have to get the largest meal she can...
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Post by Oliver Queen on Aug 15, 2013 20:49:44 GMT
"That new bistro uptown. I can't quite remember the name, but I've heard good things about it." Ollie replied, leading her to his car, which was parked outside.
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Post by Laurel Lance on Aug 15, 2013 20:56:16 GMT
"Sounds good" Laurel said, getting into the car.
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