Oliver's gotten used to Derek knowing just when he's stepped into Semele's, and though he knows he's as safe as possible within its walls, it doesn't stop him from glancing at the crowd, taking in every face as he takes off his coat and walks over to the bar.

He'd only paused slightly when he recognized the new bartender.

"Tell me this is a dream," he says with a hushed and almost accusatory voice, pointedly not looking over at Han Solo because Oliver isn't sure he could force himself to look away if he did. "Are you serious?"