It was unmistakable who her brother was in the sea tuxedos and cocktail dresses. The extremely awkward little man with the tuxedo hoodie stuffing his face with hor d’oeuvres was immediately spotted when Barry excused himself to go to the bathroom. She made her way over to Cisco kissed his cheek with a cool smile. “You’re a real contender for Best Dressed,” she laughed, swishing her martini in her hand.
“Violet? Wow. I hardly recognized you with makeup on.” He chuckled. “Really? Best dressed? Yeah right! I mean, just look at all the other guys here.” Look at your boyfriend. Cisco thought to himself. Barry alone could probably win that competition. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
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