Уолтер Стилл

Tomorrow, you and me, we're doing the city. You've got a lot to catch up on.

That sounds like a great idea.

Good. Then I was hoping to swing by the office.

Well, there's plenty of time for all that. Queen Consolidated isn't going anywhere.

Oliver, I want to introduce you to someone… John Diggle. He'll be accompanying you from now on.

I don't need a babysitter.

Darling, Oliver's a grown man. And if he doesn't feel he needs armed protection…

Yeah, I understand, but this is something I need.

I've got one question. Why am I being fired?

Ms. Smoke, isn't it?

Yes. And I am without a doubt the single most valuable member of your technical division. That's including my so-called 'supervisor'. Letting me go would be a major error for this company.

I agree, which is why you're not being fired.

Uh, I assumed when you brought me up here, it was because…

It's because I wanted you to look into something for me.

What is this? You can't just barge in here.

Yeah? Well, I got a badge and a gun that say different.

I'm in the middle of a dinner party, Ms. Smoak, so I hope this is of some importance.

I guess that depends on how you define important.

Everything's exactly as you left it.

How are you feeling, Walter?

I'm on the mend, thank you, Oliver.

Oh, I'm so glad you're home.

That makes two of us.

All of us. We've prepared a delicious brunch for you. All your favorites.

English food.

Actually, I'm more tired from the drive than I expected. So I think I'd like to lie down for a bit.

Yes, of course.