The puppies scattered at the sound of Oliver's whistle. Not afraid, but startled. It gave Felicity enough time to push herself back up onto her feet. A far less dangerous position then being prone on her back.

"I feel like it's better if I don't answer that question." The straight face curves into a slight smile because really, sometimes Oliver does seem a little puppyish. Not that it isn't an endearing sometimes. It is. It's just funny when the thought is about someone like Oliver.

"They threw you in the puppy room too?" She could kind of see why if they had.