John Diggle: Whoa! That's a neat trick. You going to teach me that one day?
Oliver Queen: [knocks thug back out] No.
John Diggle: What are you doing?
Oliver Queen: You need to arrange a new identity for this guy. Get him out of the city.
John Diggle: Right, so your Ruskie pal draws out The Count, vigilante takes him down.
Oliver Queen: No, Diggle. Because the Bratva would know that I used them, and that relationship is too valuable. I do the meet with The Count as myself, let him leave, then we follow him to his hideout.
John Diggle: Just that easy, huh?
Oliver Queen: Well, I will still need my trusty bodyguard.
John Diggle: Fantastic. Looking forward to my new exciting career as a drug dealer.