"Yeaaaap," he replied, drawing the word out with a little frown. Had been, anyway, before the Particle Accelerator explosion sullied the names of anyone who'd worked on the thing...including Cisco's. "Oh, cool."
Cisco smiled a little. "You could, but then what if that one hates you, you'll be really screwed once you graduate and I'm not there to magically fix all of your problems," he pointed out playfully.
"Oh, nice, I was a little worried we'd have to try a few other fixes, but that's sweet. Maybe next time you'll call me with a real problem," he joked. "...anything else I can help you with?" And okay, maybe he was only asking because he wasn't really ready to go back to minesweeper all night and she sounded hot. Shut up, he thought to no one in particular that he imagined was criticizing that thought, that's a thing. People can sound hot.