Hartley shook his head. “Honestly the only reason why I hated you was because you were better than me and you didn’t even try. You could walk in wearing some dumb tshirt and take over everything I had built for myself with Harrison. You related to him differently than I did. Hindsight is 20-20, Cisquito. I actually want to be friends with you now.”
“Really?” Cisco paused, watching the man. “I would have never guessed. You were just so bitter and rude, trying to push me out before I could really feel comfortable in the space. But I understand. New guy, nerdy, not the most professional looking, Makes sense.” He took his hands out of his pockets and signed “walk” and pointed toward the city limits. He watched Hartley’s face with a smirk as he finally knew he had a sign right.
Cisco backup 