“Well, we have a new problem, so there’s that. Red haired woman named Ivy or Pamela tries to touch or kiss you, don’t do it.” Barry gave him a look before blushing darkly. “It was..it was good. “
“Um, okay?” Cisco said, brushing it off. “Just good? Relax! I’m not going to scold you. No matter how weird it is, way to go, dude!”
Helena raised her eyebrows at the strange man smirking a bit. “Believe it or not the helmet doesn’t interfere with my lips.” She kept eye contact as she slowly stroked the lipstick to her lips and puckered. “Is there a reason why you’re still in my way?”
“Well, I would appreciate an apology. You practically ran me over, after all.” Cisco tapped his chin. “I suppose I could forgive you if you went out to dinner with me.”
“You really do like chilling in dark alleyways don’t you?”
“Surprisingly, yeah. They are quiet, serene almost. I can clear my head. No worries about work or family or whatever is going on inside my head.” Cisco looked up at the man. “Why are you still lurking in alleyways?”
“Maybe it’s none of your damn business where I’m ‘rushing off to,’” Helena spit back, fluffing her hair and pulling some lipstick out of her pocket.
“I’m pretty sure putting lipstick on and then putting your helmet on would defeat the purpose of putting lipstick on in the first place.” Cisco remarked, rolling his eyes and glancing to the traffic signal. The blinking red hand had just turned red and here he stood, still in front of her front tire. Cisco crossed his arms and gave the woman a smirk.
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