Marriage - mutant combo of 2/3
It took Oliver a few seconds to realize that Felicity was no longer walking by his side. He paused in his step and turned back toward the blonde that usually couldn't fit enough words into a day but had been incredibly quiet all morning. They stood in the middle of the Courthouse, people walking past them as if they were invisible. Somewhere outside, Diggle waited for them. Oliver figured they would be in and out, five minutes tops. Not exactly the most romantic way for, well, this to happen, but they didn't exactly have a choice. His eyes kept sweeping the hall of the courthouse, willing Laurel not to make an appearance right about now. He wasn't sure what he'd say if she asked what he was doing here.
And as to what Felicity would say? Well, probably about everything considering how much she was keeping in right now.
"Felicity," he said slowly as he approached her, coming to a stop right in front of her. "What are you doing?" His eyes followed some lawyer that had nearly run right into Felicity from staring at their phone before they dodged at the last second. He returned his gaze to his - what would it be? Fiancee? - to Felicity's face. He lowered his voice. "Are you having second thoughts?"