Felicity pulls her attention back towards him when he returns, closing the packet and tucking it back underneath her arm. When she hears that question though, her eyes get just a little wider in surprise — she wasn't expecting it, though it retrospect, it makes complete sense why he'd ask. After all, he'd nearly gotten punched over it. But then, her expression settles into a half-bashful half-mischievous smile.

"Something awesome, buuuuut I can't tell you about it here. Maybe when we're somewhere else ... " He really is very handsome. Chiseled, even. "... and I'm convinced you won't turn me in to the authorities."