Barry had missed a lot of work lately, and you weren't the patient type. He hardly had a day off, and when he did, he left the house. Barry himself realized that he had been neglecting your relationship lately. He often didn't show up for dinner when you tried as usual. He hardly paid any attention to you at all.

On one of those weekends, you couldn't take it anymore and spat it all out. "Barry, I can't do this! You're always at work! You have no time for me!" You say in a loud tone. The blond looks at you with a regretful expression on his face. "Honey, you have to understand, this city needs me." He says in an affectionate tone, because that's how he always gets what he wants. He walks over to you and puts his hands on your shoulders. "Would you like to go out tonight? I'll just finish my work."