“ Cisco Ramon, the youngest child, seeking the affection and acceptance your parents or parental figure.” He read a paraphrased bit of his ARGUS bio,compiled from observance and certain analysis infiltration of privacy. “ Abundantly smart, yet you still work in a blown up building for a disgraced company.” The man took a second to finish his drink,” You also make superb tech and fight Metahumans; through the proxy of the Flash.Rick Flagg, I’m with ARGUS.” He was confidant no one was listening, his phone on the table would disrupt security cameras and listening devices.
“What the frack?” Cisco blinked, whipping his head to glare at the man. “The building isn’t completely blown up, and the company isn’t disgraced. Also, not the youngest Ramon. Looks like your files aren’t completely up to date, huh, Flagg?” Cisco smirked, turning back to the bar.