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.

[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."

[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?"

[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.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

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