It was always more fun when they played along, of course, whether anything would come from this or not. And has he wasn't backing down, she wasn't about to let up either. Psylocke made it look like she was moving in to kiss him, but at the right second she maneuvered her head to the left and pressed a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth. "Depends on what you're doing tonight, dearheart." The night was proving fruitful after all.
Psylocke pulled back once more to hear him out, nodding when appropriate, but keeping silent. "Luthor? Mmm, he made me handcuffs once." She looked off over the rooftops through the rain, nostalgic for a short lived moment. Michael still had them. She turned back to Oliver almost as soon as she had looked away. "I haven't heard what happened though, sorry. Is he linked to this missing woman?" She could poke around some heads, help the Green Arrow track this said lass. She of course wondered what the connection was between them, because if she had been a significant other, surely he wouldn't be playing along with Elisabeth. Still...she reached out into his mind to see what this woman meant to Oliver.