“I haven’t seen Oliver in quite a while. So, no clue. Sorry.” He said as he took a small step forward and turned around to face Sara.
“What about Laurel?” She questioned closing the gap between them. Sara stood toe to toe with the man before her.
“Laurel, as in Laurel Lance? I’ve only met her once. Haven’t talked to her since.” Cisco said uncomfortable with the lack of space between them.
