“It’s another headache. I just have to get to the lab. Vi, can you drive me? I, um- probably shouldn’t drive.”
Violet looked uncomfortable. “Can I? Yes. Will it be legal or safe? No. Never had anyone to teach me to drive nor would having a car or a driver’s license be good in my line of work…. Um…” She rubbed her forehead. “Should I call Barry so he can carry you? That’s the only thing I can think….”
“Uh, yeah. Sure, call Barry. That’s a good idea. He’ll know what to do.” As Cisco said this, he sat on the couch and wrapped himself in a blanket burrito to block out all the light. “You never learned to drive? I’ll have to teach you sometime….” He said before falling silent.