Harrison lowered his gun and rolled his eyes. “What are you
talking about Crisco? This is an
outpost of Star labs, I’m allowed to be here.” He knows who he is, he’s heard
of him and seen him before but they’ve never actually formally met.
“I didn’t ask why you were here, in this specific place, I asked what you were doing this late at night.” Cisco asked in his deeper, more accented voice he used for his alterego. He ignored the Crisco comment, he was called that more than enough times in his lifetime. “How do you know who I am?”