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Iris smirked to herself at Lisa’s sass. It was honestly quite refreshing to hear. Her mind wasn’t in the right place so her usual sense of humor seemed to go out the door. “Oh. I should probably get home at some point,” she shook her head. Iris was so caught up in everything that she didn’t even know what day it was sometimes. “No…just all in my head at the moment.”
Lisa’s eyes narrowed slightly at Iris’ somewhat despondent reply. It seemed clear to Lisa that home was the last place Iris wanted to be. “Why don’t you come back with me? I can’t promise food because Cisco won’t be there but I have wine.”
There wasn’t really much else Lisa could offer short of shooting her gold gun at Barry’s feet and giving him a stern talking to. But honestly, that seemed like such a waste of ammo. Others could handle the scarlet speedster. Lisa would offer herself as a ‘gal pal’ for Iris to lean on. She could handle that.
“Now I know you definitely are in need of a wine night. And a whine night.” Lisa stepped forward into Iris’ personal space and looped her arm around the other woman’s in order to steer her back to her place. Or rather, Cisco’s place but whatever, he had better TV. “Not taking no for an answer. I’d just kidnap you anyway.”












