Comms? Barry wasn’t quite sure what comms were… On his Earth it was unlikely anyone had a recording device, and speakers and microphones were in their intimacy. Only used during stageplays and usually about the size of a chocolate chip. Barry wasn’t sure if that’s what he meant, or something else. Regardless, he went along with what the guy was saying, nodding his head.
“Comms are great. Great job as always, Cisco,” he said with a smile, attempting to act friendly in order to throw him off of the awkward answer.
“You sure? Things kept cutting in and out. I think your body’s vibrations are throwing things off.” Cisco was becoming more and more skeptical of Barry. “But maybe that was just on my end. We can do some test runs later.” He tried to play it off, but he knew it was a crap job. He was never good at hiding his thoughts.
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