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Felicity walked to the plane with her question about how Oliver had learned to fly still on floating in the air like some kind of twisted comic book speech bubble. She still wasn't sure why she'd asked because sure as anything, she wasn't going to get an answer.
She never got answers. Or maybe she was just twitchy because she didn't get the ones she wanted, just another blank stare filled with Oliver's secrets. It was enough, though. She could tell herself it was enough, because the memory of what had happened in the Queen mansion...yeah, she wasn't going to forget that ever. She'd bury it to make living and breathing actually happen, but forgetting it?
No chance.
She opened the door to the seaplane and stepped up...and then promptly fell on her ass in the middle of a hallway. A very familiar hallway.
"Okay. So. It wasn't a really bad dream."
Felicity is back at The Nexus. For her, it's been months back in her own canon, having all sorts of badass moments. For the hotel, she's only been gone a few days. FYI, she's got a healing headwound at her hairline that wasn't there the last time she was seen in the hotel.