She didn’t want to answer about that game, instead just put the game in one of the drawers and listened to him “Where we are going to test those weapons? And I really hope is safe, Cisco, I don’t clean your mess later, like almost always”
“Uh, not in here. Cause if we did the trials in here, and something went wrong, the lab could be destroyed and then we’d be out of a place to work.” Cisco rambled, still writing notes. “According to my calculations, things should go as planned. I know you don’t clean up my messes, Cait. You never have, and nor should you ever. I know that.” Cisco stuffed the small notepad in his back pocket before walking over to the desk and pulling up a video feed of the lab where he did most of the testing for these types of things. A well-insulated room that could withstand the blast of most things – something Dr. Wells had shown him when he started fiddling with these kinds of things. “That’s where we’re testing them,” He nodded.
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