"You're welcome, Diana," Oliver replied, wondering just what had happened on her mission. He wouldn't pry; if she wanted to tell him, she would in her own time. Besides, there were other things to worry about right now. "Clark's father, huh? That must have been quite unexpected."
Oliver had yet to meet him, but he'd been keeping an eye on the boards. He'd reserve judgment for now; first impressions were quite important, after all. "So it would seem," he admitted. Which was just all kinds of strange, but Los Angeles wasn't exactly normal, now was it?