He’s never heard of something like this happening before. Perhaps it’s just Cisco’s way of keeping the bad things he’s done out of the picture. His only run-in with Cisco didn’t end well, and he didn’t want to repeat it if he didn’t need to. “Hey, it’s alright.” He may not know Cisco personally, but that doesn’t mean he won’t listen to him. “We’ve met before, actually.” He doesn’t want to give the boy an even bigger headache, so he doesn’t push the subject much. “Are you hungry or something? I can run and grab you some food.” He’s pretty sure he’s ate already, but being helpful is the only thing he can truly offer right now. “Are you asking me if I’m an alien?” His eyebrow arches, an amused laugh leaving him. “I’m not an alien, or from space – I promise. Are you familiar with the breaches in the city? I’m from an Earth parallel to this one. Where I come from, I have Barry’s job.”
“I know. We met in college or something, right?” Cisco said, dropping his hand from his head. “Actually, I kinda am. Any chance you wanna make a run to Big Belly Burger and get me two triple triples and an orange soda?” He smiled as if he were begging, almost expecting to be turned down, but he had some hope. “That’s what an alien would say, Jay.” Cisco teased.