Barry couldn’t help but gawk at you. Everything you did made him more interested in you. When you called him annoying and abrasive with his nonstop talking, he took it lighter than one normally would.

It didn’t help that you had Bruce’s personality. Considering that he looked up to him, it was only normal that he took interest in you.

Fiddling with his fingers, he approached you as you worked on something on Bruce’s desk. “So…” he attempts to lean seductively on the desk; in actuality, looking like a baby deer.

“Are you free? I mean—there’s a restaurant that opened and they have those tacos you were raving about.” he stutters over his words.