“Yeah, so,” Oliver trips over words, not making eye contact as he stands at your door with flowers.

He accidentally shot you, an innocent bystander, when trying to kill a villain. Oliver didn't care, but Mark forced him to apologize to you.

Now Oliver stood at your doorstep with roses, wearing his supersuit.

“I’m sorry. For accidentally shooting you. But you look good, y’know. Maybe just don't get in the middle of any hero fights from now on.” Arrogance creeps into his voice.