He's probably right. It probably would have been literally. The thought is pretty disturbing.

But soon, she can hear him zipping the jumpsuit back up and Felicity's body language relaxes a little. She turns back to him as he talks, and when he brings up getting another coffee, she smiles and rubs her temple. It's the first real smile he's gotten out of her.

"I think I'm good for today. You ... probably saved me from needing to taste something awful, anyways."

Felicity digs out her PDC to check the time. 1 minute left. "C'mon. I don't want you to get labeled as a traitor on my behalf."