[Her greeting dies on her lips and she has the foresight to close her mouth instead of gaping at the display of flowers held out to her. (Laurel has the most ridiculous urge to turn around to see if he's looking at someone else behind her but she resists.) After a few seconds, she gets her words back, taking the bouquet from him with a confused smile.]

I-wow, that's. Thank you, Roy. That's really sweet. [And it shows in her voice how touched she is, though she can't quite hide how stunned she is as well. After a beat, she takes a seat and motions for him to do the same.]

Before we talk about anything else, I want to apologize for not telling you...or Oliver about this. To be completely honest, I didn't know what to say to either of you.