Promised wine in hand, Oliver returns to Felicity's side in little time. Being here, seeing Derek and his friends, is good enough; Oliver isn't quite comfortable doing any sort of overt socializing yet.

Besides, he has a hard time pulling himself away from Felicity most of the time. Even less so when she's dressed to impress.

When he sits back down in the seat next to her, wine glass held out, he brushes a quick kiss onto her bare shoulder.