Ollie really didn't do disguises either--at least not when he wasn't wearing bright green leather--and he didn't really care what people speculated about his love life. So he was blond, bold, and beautiful, in business casual as he waited for Zatanna.
Seeing the exotic-looking brunette, he stood, and pulled out a chair for her--holding up a finger to stave off any arguing from the independent woman. "You know you love it. And besides, we might as well give them something to photograph. Just in case."