[ She can feel the way Sara's arms loosen almost right away and Felicity feels just a little guilty for causing it, but ... well, she really doesn't know her. There's an apologetic look of empathy on her face when Sara steps back, and for a second, Felicity's eyes glance down towards her own hands, having seen the other woman put hers in her pockets.

When she offers her name though, a little grin returns to Felicity's face. ]

Felicity. [ Half a beat. ] Though- I guess you already knew that.

[ The slightest glance behind Sara though, reminds her of that toppled door. ]

Are you ... having apartment troubles? Or maybe, did you just take care of your apartment troubles?