She had just got out of the shower, left her glasses in the bathroom and was clumsily making her way through her place and she heard the knock. Being in a towel, blind, she need to get dressed, get her glasses to answer the door, but she knocked into a tower she had been working on and then he barged in.
Felicity looked like a deer in headlights, eyes open, scared, and then it dawned on her, she was in a towel. "John, don't look," she screamed, but it was too late, he was already there, looking and she blushed, closing her eyes. "I'm fine, I'll be right back," the blonde made a dash to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.