Re: log: flash/felicity hang at the lab
"Nah, I know how to get him off me without the suit." Flash clinked the two test tubes together, proud of himself that he actually knew something more than anyone else in the whole world. "He gets on you, red, and you wouldn't know how to wrestle him off. We'd have to hit you both with sonic shit." And then at the point, Reaper was clicking from the water, making his displeasure at this idea known. Flash just laughed.
Once the booze was poured, he downed the shot and then held the empty tube out for more. "Another, please." He said like he was the czar of manners or some shit. Flash glanced up at the cameras, or where he'd assume there were cameras and gave a wave. "I'm tempted to give Reaper some, but I'm going to be good." He sounded proud of himself for showing restraint. Flash walked over to the tank, sank down to the floor and looked up at Felicity.
"You hear about Gwen? Did I tell you?" It was hard to keep track.