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]

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]

Her eyes widened at his words. She may have been tipsy, but she wasn't drunk and she was perfectly aware that she had just scared Oliver off.

She could feel her face fall in disappointment but she didn't have the reflexes to mask her expression this time. Of course her flirting with him would make him uncomfortable, he was her friend, he didn't want her to confuse things or get the wrong idea.

Forcing a smile as well as she could she nodded and shrugged, "okay."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He gazed at her a second longer, offered her a smile, then headed away from the table, wondering what the hell his problem was. He let out a breath as he walked to the back to the men's restroom, feeling like he was the biggest jackass on the planet.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe sighed and leaned back against the booth, sipping on her drink slowly. If she wasn't carefully, she would successfully push Oliver away. She shouldn't even joke about flirting with him, even when he started it, she would--

Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice that was coming from right above her head, when Chloe looked up she realized two guys were leaning over the booth, their faces close to her, their alcohol breath incredibly strong.

"Need some company?" One of them asked as the other one had already moved to sit down next to her, his arm going around her shoulders.

"Actually-" She started to move away, over to the other side of the booth but the first guy had gotten in and they had blocked both ends of the booth.

Chloe took a deep breath and frowned at them, her voice a little louder as she grabbed her purse, "actually I'm here with someone and if I were you, I'd get out before he gets back from the bathroom."

Her drink was in her other hand and she was prepared to throw it.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver returned to the main part of the pub moments later, heading toward the booth and his eyes narrowing at the sight of two guys that had effectively trapped Chloe in between them. One had his arm around her shoulders and he moved forward as the other rested a hand on her thigh.

His eyes darkened at the sight, at the discomfort on Chloe's face, and he stared at the men icily. "I think it's time you boys hit the road." His voice was filled with warning.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Let. Go. Of. Me." She told the guy whose hand was now on her thigh and pushed his hand away, this caused him to wrap his arm around her waist instead and pull her closer, "c'mon blondie, we're much more fun..."

"Dude," the other guy's eyes were on Oliver and widened when he realized who he was, he slid off of the booth, "lets go."

As soon as she had room to move, Chloe pushed away from the guy, pushing his arm away and throwing her drink straight in his face, "I told you to let go."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

The guy rose to his feet, looking seriously pissed off and drew back as if to hit her. He never had the chance.

Oliver slammed his fist into the man's face and sent him sprawling backwards onto the booth seat. Then he reached across the table and yanked him up, glaring at him. "When a woman tells you to let her go, you better let her go," he growled.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe quickly got up, grabbed Oliver's arm and tugged on it, trying to pull him away. She wouldn't mind him breaking the guy's nose, but he was already injured and there was no need to bring even more attention to themselves.

"Lets just go."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His jaw clenched involuntarily and he reluctantly let go of the other man, letting Chloe pull him back even as he continued to glare at the guy. He turned his attention to the other man for a moment. "If you're smart? You'll never come here again."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe sighed in relief as she pulled Oliver towards the door, not saying a word until they were outside. That had been completely unnecessary, it seemed like something had to happen every time they hung out.

"Calm down," she told him, noticing he was still breathing angrily.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Calm down? Chloe, those guys had their filthy hands all over you. They're lucky they're still breathing," he responded, his jaw still clenched.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"They are drunk, disgusting, assholes, Oliver, just let it go." She looked up at him, completely serious, her hand tightening slight on his arm.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He let out a breath, rolling his neck and then looking back at her. "Let's get out of here." As they started walking down the sidewalk side-by-side, he shook his head a little. "I hate guys like that."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Once they were far enough from the club, Chloe let go of his arm then glanced over towards the club before looking at him, shaking her head, "I'm disgusted by women who would find that flattering."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"How can anyone find that flattering?" He made a face. "Drunk guys you don't know man-handling you?" He shook his head again.