At the sound of Cece's voice, Oliver froze like a deer caught in a set of headlights. She just had to spot him, didn't she? Not like it had been hard though considering he was standing in the middle of the corridor looking as though he was watching a tennis match.

"Of course not." he said with a grimace on his face and he clutched at his stomach. "Too much cream in the pasta sauce. Lactose intolerant you see." He started backing away from the woman. Seriously where did he come up with these excuses? "Sorry...must...get to...bathroom."

Of course he was total forgetting that she was a HEALER!!!