Clock tower, daytime. Oliver picks up the photo of himself as a boy, being held by his parents. The picture frame is broken. He brushes away the glass and sets the photo up on his desk. He wanders around all the broken glass, staring at his weapons. "Oliver? Slash Green Arrow? Any other hyphenates I need to know about?" Lois asks. He says that's pretty much the biggie, and apologizes. He says that he never meant to hide his identity from Lois. Lois gets it. She says she knows Oliver was trying to protect her, and that it clears up a lot. She says it never made sense that he could blow off a hottie like her. He chuckles and says that's true. Getting serious, he says that, now that she knows, he was hoping they could work things out. He starts to make excuses for his commitments and says that on the weekends they could...you know...hang. He asks Lois to give him another chance, promising, "I can make this work." Lois says that she can't. She doesn't think she can keep a secret, and she's no good at long-distance relationships. Lois breaks down and says that the real reason she can't is because she's selfish. She doesn't want to share Oliver with the rest of the world. She doesn't think she'd be good at "the whole dual-identity thing." She cries and hugs him. Oliver's pretty sad. He watches her go to the elevator. Lois looks wistful as the door closes. Awww. For once, I feel bad for dumbshit Lois.