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The coffee shop hadn't been any more crowded than usual, but Oliver was still waiting for his order. Eyes trained on the shop across the way, he wasn't too focused on the sequence of names called out over the hum of the crowd. Even if they called his order, no one was going to take his. Steal a coffee order from the Green Arrow - that was... well, okay, admittedly it would be amusing, but unlikely.
“Oliver?”
He wasn't too distracted, but he thought there was something going on across the street. The jewelry store hadn't seen anyone leave since he had gotten there and, for two in the afternoon, having the closed sign visible seemed more than just out of place.
“Tall Toffee Latte for Oliver?”
As he ignored his own order being called, he stepped toward the doorway of the coffee shop. He held the door open for another customer as he tried to get a better look through a display window of the jewelry shop. The light tap to his elbow brought a charming smile to his features as he turned to look at the barista.
“I think this is yours.”
“Right,” he smiled, taking the coffee order. “Yep, that's mine. Thanks.”
The girl rolled her eyes at him, moving back to her job, mumbling something about the Green Arrow not being particularly attentive. It was just something he was just going to have to get used to eventually. Now he wasn't just the billionaire that ignored people; he was the vigilante hero that didn't have the time of day for other people.
Once he exited the coffee shop he dropped the drink into the trash-can. He could imagine the gossip column now with an exposé on how the Green Arrow wasn't 'Pro a Green-Earth'. He felt like he didn't have a choice, because he was confident there something going on across the way. He moved toward the side alley while he looked over the other building, trying to figure out if he would be better-off going in the back entrance or through the roof access.
When he was in the middle of the street the entrance to the jewelry store opened as a woman rushed out onto the sidewalk with her arms raised up. His instincts kicked in as he moved toward her, hoping to secure the hostage and get her to safety.
“I'M ENGAGED!!!!”
The public outcry from the woman made Oliver stop in his tracks. His head canted to the side as he watched her run toward him. It hadn't been long at all before she was jumping and hugging him. He was still a bit confused as he let it all register, maybe because he was being jostled by the over-excited girl, but still...
“Well, aren't you going to congratulate me??”
With a chuckle, he nodded. “Congratulations.”
The girl squealed again before turning back to head into the shop where her soon-to-be husband was waiting for her. Turning around, he headed back toward the coffee shop, suddenly wishing he hadn't thrown out his order. Oliver walked up to the the barista, looking to win her over with a smile. “Yeah, I'm gonna need another Tall Toffee Latte... to go.”