Tequila. RP for chloeas.

[olliequeen]

Forty-five minutes later found them in downtown Metropolis, wearing casual dress clothes. Oliver had removed the sling, not wanting to take any extra chances when it came to drawing the media's attention. Instead, he simply wore his brown leather jacket over his shirt, giving himself a little extra padding in case his arm got bumped.

Glancing at her sideways as they walked down the sidewalk, he smiled faintly. "So where is this place?"

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[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Looking ahead a little, Chloe smiled when she saw the place she had suggested, it was fairly new so she figured it wouldn't be too busy on a Sunday night, but she had been once with people from work for a happy hour and it was a nice pub to hang out.

"Right there," She pointed, adjusting her skirt as they walked towards it. Since they left the apartment, Chloe started feeling a little more relaxed, Oliver wasn't going to do anything since he wasn't thinking what she was thinking and so it was up to her to control herself and they should be okay.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Nodding, he rested a hand on her back without thinking about it, and then he pulled the door open for her. Glancing around, he spotted a booth in the corner and guided her through the small crowd and over toward it. It was smaller than the club from a few nights ago, but less crowded and much less noisy.

It was more intimate.

Suddenly he wondered if this place was the best idea after all.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She slid up to the middle of the U-shaped booth, leaving him plenty of space to sit down on either side. She had expected the place to be less crowded, but she hadn't expected this. And to make matter worse, Oliver had decided to go with a booth that wasn't exactly in the most well lit area of the room.

To protect his privacy, she figured, but sitting in a dark corner with him, with the music playing and the alcohol coming, maybe controlling herself would be harder than she thought.

She smiled softly at him when he sat down, trying to keep things pleasant, "is this okay with you?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He slid around the booth so he was sitting beside her, and though he thought idly that wasn't the best idea he'd ever had, he couldn't resist. "Yeah, this is fine." He smiled at her, then looked up as a waitress paused at their table.

"What can I get ya?" she asked, studying her notepad and then looking up. Her eyes widened. "Oh, it's...wow. I don't care what that stupid rag had to say, you two look great together!"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Did he really have to seat that close? She didn't want to move away from him, well, it wouldn't be nice if she did and she didn't want to hurt his feelings. It had absolutely nothing to do with the way he smelled. Or looked.

"Goo-" She was interrupted by the waitress, her eyes widening slightly, "we're not-"

Chloe glanced at Oliver when the waitress started talking again, "I'll bring you two of our specials on the house!" the woman announced before walking away.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He blinked and then turned his head to look at her, arching his eyebrows. "Huh. You realize that never really happens with my other dates." He thought about what he'd said and realized it probably made her very uncomfortable. "Not that this is a date or anything, just saying..." He shook his head a little.

Idiot, he thought.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She looked at him for a moment then shrugged softly, smiling a little at him, "I guess we've always been different that way, Lois had always had more fun than me anyway."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He held her gaze. "Well, then I guess it's my new mission to make sure Chloe Sullivan has some fun." He grinned at her.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

With another sip of her drink, she raised her eyebrows and grinned a little, "and how are you planning on doing that?"

Crap. She was flirting, wasn't she? Maybe he wasn't going to notice... or maybe he was and the look on his face would be amusing to see. That thought brought a grin to her face. He flirted with everyone all the time, right? She could too.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His eyes widened ever-so-slightly at the realization that she was actually flirting with him. Unable to stop himself, he leaned a little closer to her, dropping his voice. "Guess you'll have to wait and see, Sidekick," he murmured, meeting her eyes.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Oh. He was flirting back, she figured he would, he was Oliver after all, but still, hearing his voice like that... with a deep breath, Chloe grinned and leaned forward, her voice dropping too, "you're making me wait? That isn't having fun, boss."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oh boy, he thought. This was all sorts of wrong. Here he was with Chloe at a club, and two drinks in she was already tipsy. Tipsy enough she obviously had no idea what she was saying or doing. This had been a bad idea.

And while he had a rather colorful reputation when it came to women, one thing he never did was take advatage if the girl's judgement was at all clouded. He certainly wasn't going to do it to Chloe.

Shaking his head, he rose to his feet. "I'm gonna use the restroom, then we can get out of here, all right? Go home, watch a movie or something." Let you sleep off the alcohol that's currently impairing your judgement.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest, "women with no self respect." She sighed and shook her head, "is your arm okay?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"It's fine," he assured her with a soft sigh. "Are you all right?" He stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, resting a hand on her shoulder.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes a little then turned to look at him, nodding, "I'm fine, they didn't do anything."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He let his hand drop from her shoulder, frowning. "Are you mad at me?"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She frowned back, shaking her head, "why would I be mad at you, Oliver?" Chloe sighed softly and made a face then her face softened, "I'm just annoyed, feels like we can't have a quiet outing for a change."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He relaxed a little, and sighed softly. "I know. Sorry about that." His voice grew quiet and he looked away.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She gasped, her eyes wide, "excuse me? I'm a reporter, I don't follow around celebrities and playboys, every single one of my stories is based on solid fact, Mr. Queen. I work for a respectable paper, I'm highly offended." She paused, trying to remain serious for a second then grinned.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He arched an eyebrow. "So which am I? A celebrity or a playboy?"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe narrowed her eyes a little, pretending to think, "Celebrity playboy?" She asked, teasingly.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Now that's hardly accurate. I'll have you know I've only ever dated three actual celebrities." He smirked.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Raising her eyebrows, she cocked her head at him, "unfortunately I don't read the tabloids often enough to know who, so you'll have to give me names."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"You really want to know?" He raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. Of course she wanted to know. "Karolina Kurkova, Raquel Zimmerman and Kate Bosworth." Oliver shrugged a little. "None of them were very serious."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe shrugged a little and nodded, grinning softly, "I know where to go if I'm out of it."