Part 4 is for you, Vas (ah-maa-zing). It’s been on my mind all morning so I bumped it to the top of my list!
We all thought the salmon ladder was merely another tool for Oliver to be shirtless in the lair in front of Felicity. After all, who doesn’t like to feel all hot and bothered while watching an incredible set of abs glisten with sweat as they ripple each and every time Oliver swings and pulls himself up the ladder? Mmmmm…wait, sorry, I was distracted.
Thanks to callistawolf, we now know Oliver was actually taking some time for his own *cough* self-gratification.
I completely agree. I’m seeing Oliver’s time on the salmon ladder in a completely new light. Felicity’s intellect is a huge (pardon the pun….oh, who am I kidding? I did that on purpose.) turn on for Oliver and what better way to release all that delicious tension than to jump on the salmon ladder since he won’t jump Felicity? After all, the salmon ladder equals no shirt and that, my friends, is truly a public service. The way he looks at her when he’s done, well…..
Yeah, that’s what we heard, but what he really said?
Oliver: Dammit Felicity, I just spent myself on the salmon ladder and now you go and do something so hot that I have to turn around and jump back on.
The look in her eyes betrays what she really said:
Felicity: Hey, I’m here, ready and willing. And I mean ready. Really, really, ready. Like ready all the time. Like right now.
Oliver: Oh, I know. And so am I. But, in true hero fashion, I prefer to torture myself and our fans with longing looks and outrageous levels of sexual tension
Felicity: Torturing them is torturing us….Not to mention it must be getting awfully difficult to walk in the arrow pants…or any pants for that matter.