He's waiting for Leonard Snart to let him in on his crazy plans for the day. He knows he has something cooked up. Spill.

Throws her one of his books to read.

"How did you know? She was hot." But yes, that was the book.

Threed titted aliens are hot, don't judge me.

How many times does this need to be answered? He can't help it.

"I wish she could've been apart of the team. I do hope you enjoy it, I know I did." She doesn't need to know specifics.

Thanks so much, @HeCausedCrime!

"The president."

"No— I'm sober actually. You interested in reading my book?"

"Yes. How have you never seen her?"

Places a bottle of beer in front of him. "You owe me."

He stole 𝓩ari's donuts.

"They looked delicious and taste even better than I thought—." He responded to her glare as he continued to eat in front of her.

"I was going to ask if I could trade my stash for yours." He's not talking about the drinks... It's another secret he kept.

"You're welcome, haircut 2.0." Now he's gonna sit opposite him and have a drink for himself. If he doesn't mind?

"The new iteration is badass!"

"Anytime, Danvers."

Is shook by the complete force of her laser eyes.

He wrote a new book called Donut Desires. Don't ask just read it. It's a work of art.

He'd set his bottle down on the table with quite a hard slam. "Did you just call me sweet?"