Barry Allen and Laurel Lance
Well, Nyssa didn't have to worry about getting it now, since it was gone. And good riddance, really, in Barry's opinion. He hadn't enjoyed having it, but had done his duty because it needed to be done and Barry liked to do the right thing. He tried, anyway. Sure. He'd screwed up sometimes, especially with the whole Flashpoint thing, but it was what it was.
Seeing Laurel, he smiled.
"Hey. Happy Fourth of July."
He wasn't super patriotic, but he was enough so that he could definitely enjoy something like this.