"He did," Mark grinned, "Wasn't nearly as charming about it as you were, though." She could decide whether that was sarcasm or not. Mark wasn't too fond of two Speedsters crashing in on them when they were trying to lie low and occasionally conduct some honestbusiness. Business that didn't concern either of them at the moment.
"So is that it? Or are you going to pretend to drink and play you're futile bad cop routine some more. We can get you another drink."