"I'm home!" Felicity calls as she comes inside, kicking her shoes off even as she's pushing the door shut behind her. The day's been stressful at work, fires to put out and the annoying guy from finance who creepily asks how her boyfriend is whenever he sees her like he's waiting for an opening. She'd almost rather have the lacrosse player back - at least he just sat in front of her house and didn't try to talk to her. Almost.

She sees the vase of lilies as she's setting her bag down and lets out a little squeal of delight, going over to give them a closer look. It sounds like Oliver's in the shower, but she doesn't want to wait to thank him, especially once she peeks into the kitchen and sees something warming in the oven. A relaxing evening at home sounds like the perfect way to unwind, and she's grinning as she heads down the hall to the bathroom.