The boy zipped past Barry, only stopping to pick up a photo Barry kept of him and Iris on his desk. "Hey! Put that down!" The kid eventually did, before gazing up at the older man with a mixture of awe and reverence.
Then came the bombshell. ...Grampa?
"...Grampa?" Barry rubbed the back of his head in confusion. "I think you've got me mixed up with someone else, son."