Oliver didn't know how Penny had talked him into coming to this thing, but after five minutes in the door he was already miserable. A reporter had spotted him instantly and Oliver had to (not so politely) tell them to bugger off. He didn't want to talk about what had happened, he didn't want to talk about leaving the league and he didn't want to talk about much of anything.
Turning to get a drink, Oliver brushed past a witch dressed in a red cloak and knocked the basket she was carrying out of her hand. He stopped immediately and knelt to scoop up the candy that had fallen from it back up. "Sorry about that," he said as handfuls of candy went back into the basket. Standing up again, Oliver handed the basket back to the witch. "When my feet are on the ground I'm not much use to anyone."