Sara half-rolled her eyes, but there was a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Whoever told you that flattery gets you everywhere, was lying." Just like Sara was right now, except that it really was quite pleasing to keep being able to win that smile from him. It might not all be on the up and up, but she could do this. Would do this. Do whatever might help him while he was near her. She could, and would, never do any less. Not for Oliver.